<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869</id><updated>2012-02-19T12:38:55.005+08:00</updated><category term='TAG'/><category term='MOMENTO'/><category term='MUSIC'/><category term='PEOPLE'/><category term='STAR WORLD'/><category term='MELANCHOLY'/><category term='ART'/><category term='TV SHOWS'/><category term='FRIENDS'/><category term='U'/><category term='REGRETS'/><category term='COLLECTIONS'/><category term='CROCHET'/><category term='432'/><category term='DRIVE'/><category term='LOVE'/><category term='EVENT'/><category term='JOY'/><category term='PISSED OFF'/><category term='INFO'/><category term='FAMILY'/><category term='RANDOM'/><category term='CRAP'/><title type='text'>.::Crimson.Rouge::.</title><subtitle type='html'>"Don't hold back, just escape"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>223</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-2955832681525429909</id><published>2011-06-17T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T01:35:05.557+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM'/><title type='text'>FEELING VIOLATED</title><content type='html'>*Berlari lari kepasrahan, sambil air mata bergenang... penglihatanku kabur, lalu jatuh tersembam ke lantai* Muahaha! Ade gaya film melayu? Ya btol!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, bukan hajat aku untuk berdrama, tapi bergimmick. Aku ade story, yang kinda making me feel a lil bit, violated, or if that word is too strong, I might say, abused. Didn't work? Nevermind. Hear me till the end of the story, and you judge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pokoknya, aku travel balik dari Perak ke KL dr pukul 7 pagi, dalam pukul 10 cantu, straight ke MidValley, ayah I nak beli seluar, since mak I merantau ke Johor Melaka lawat nenek I, beliau agak tidak terurus dari segi packing up stuff. Turned out, he only brought a pair of trousers when he suppose to fly to Jakarta the next morning. *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway! Kadang kala, bile dah lame dah tak breakfast ni, tetibe lawat umah orang yang actually serve breakfast every-single-day, ape lagi kan, amek peluang la kan... so.. alamat nye, perut meragam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meragam as in, nak melabur saham la! Yikes! In search for comfortable toilet which has the hand pipe, I choose the squat one. Sunnah Nabi if you please. Somehow, I'm not quite comfortable WHEN, someone/anyone outside can actually, SEES me?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WTH?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku dalam position dah ni, dah get ready to RUMBLE~! Tapi tetibe, aku tersembur air dekat lantai bawah pintu. Kalo anda belajar physics OR has common sense, you should know, that water DOES reflects images.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work as well as mirror if you happen to have a puddle of water on a black tiles. It looks pretty much like black mirror where you can actually sees an expression of your face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I freeze. BUTTNAKED FREEZE. What should I do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me tell you something, when you line up in a public restrooms, do your head face up, straight, left, right? I bet you're looking down, at your toes probably. You don't want to look straight, otherwise, you'll be looking at the door. Look up? There's nothing up there, Left right? You might caught someone's eye, and It's really awkward. *Shivers*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hold back my "insides", I think, "Should I continue, and ignore, or should I get out from here?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanna do some serious shit y'know, I dont want to have people butting in my business yo. *Nigga style*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ottokae? Here's some image to help you imagining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dmPOA_n5U2g/Tfo6GuvY4jI/AAAAAAAAAzc/sFNCDG-9qGc/s1600/Restroom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dmPOA_n5U2g/Tfo6GuvY4jI/AAAAAAAAAzc/sFNCDG-9qGc/s1600/Restroom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;As you can imagine, that girl can actually sees my face, what expression I have on. Oh Hello~! &lt;strike&gt;Muke teran&lt;/strike&gt; is one thing you don't wanna see from ANY HUMAN BEING. HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Aku tenung je dekat air tuh, tengok muke pompuan tuh, her EYES looks directly at me. I bet she saw my eyes too. I thought that she might not see me, since she's been staring for too long *while I freeze* Then i saw her eyes looks away, as she can feel that I saw her looking at me, she back off a lil bit, little by little, and she's gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Phew! But that doesnt make me wanna go on with my business! I must clean up hurriedly before some other face came out. And it did. As you can see, people are lining up, one go in, one is still waiting behind. *sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And this person looks at the same spot. *sigh* I get up while pulling up my pants, then, it got me thinking. Physics all over again.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;If I can see their faces (who is standing fixedly) while I was squatting down, that's mean, if I got up, they will probably see the same spot where my eye level was, when I was squatting... so that's mean, it's bellow my belly!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;SHIT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Whoever design this toilet should be in HELL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Luckily, I pulled up my pants fast enough, so, to console myself, none of any people out there see anything they should not see.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I went out, but not abandoning my business, I went to look for other MAKE SENSE toilet. And I found one, the newly build, clean, and wide enough to fit 5 persons :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Everything happen for a reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;i&gt;P/S: Bukan niat aku bercerita tentang Tahi atau Berak lately, things happen :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-2955832681525429909?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/2955832681525429909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=2955832681525429909&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/2955832681525429909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/2955832681525429909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2011/06/feeling-violated.html' title='FEELING VIOLATED'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dmPOA_n5U2g/Tfo6GuvY4jI/AAAAAAAAAzc/sFNCDG-9qGc/s72-c/Restroom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-7948491412741710582</id><published>2011-06-07T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T19:37:21.739+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CROCHET'/><title type='text'>PROJECT 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #999999;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;HOT PINK &amp;amp; PURPLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-clhj82QthrQ/Te3skem79hI/AAAAAAAAAzE/QA_Eq_nohmk/s1600/Photo+0719.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-clhj82QthrQ/Te3skem79hI/AAAAAAAAAzE/QA_Eq_nohmk/s320/Photo+0719.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Hangpa tau dak, aku mak sedara orang? *slang ape ntah aku ckp*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Berikut yang diatas, aku kait khas untuk anak sedare aku yang baru je lahir on 3rd May 2011. Dapat je msg dr ayah aku dlm kul 6 petang tuh, aku pon buat la, on the dot. This takes me less than an hour. Maybe sebab excited sangat kot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2hCc7Q-qIo/Te30BvQ6NyI/AAAAAAAAAzI/97yfaCgMPwI/s1600/Photo+0727.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J2hCc7Q-qIo/Te30BvQ6NyI/AAAAAAAAAzI/97yfaCgMPwI/s320/Photo+0727.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ha ! NI ade la budak kelas Yura yang kaya sangat nak order 2 pencil case. Mintak kaler same plak tuh, tapi aku reverse kaler.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4QNyLcLMSGI/Te32mu5vhNI/AAAAAAAAAzM/-lL2753_mp0/s1600/Photo+0728.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4QNyLcLMSGI/Te32mu5vhNI/AAAAAAAAAzM/-lL2753_mp0/s320/Photo+0728.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Close up! I like to look at the details.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-7948491412741710582?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/7948491412741710582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=7948491412741710582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/7948491412741710582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/7948491412741710582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2011/06/project-2.html' title='PROJECT 2'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-clhj82QthrQ/Te3skem79hI/AAAAAAAAAzE/QA_Eq_nohmk/s72-c/Photo+0719.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-2518890569912539926</id><published>2011-06-07T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T14:47:13.993+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CROCHET'/><title type='text'>CROCHETS STUFFS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange; font-size: large;"&gt;Meet the 'STAFF'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3nAd-WcpAxo/Te3A8cLMusI/AAAAAAAAAy0/E0sy_1nV5fw/s1600/Photo+0698.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3nAd-WcpAxo/Te3A8cLMusI/AAAAAAAAAy0/E0sy_1nV5fw/s400/Photo+0698.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ni, Stuffed Hello Kitty yang aku kait pada dahulu kala. Last last jadi tempat aku letak crochet hooks ngan jarum jaruman. Yay!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gc1OiloTddw/Te3C9w0LrBI/AAAAAAAAAy4/8938ddXPHCE/s1600/Photo+0712.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gc1OiloTddw/Te3C9w0LrBI/AAAAAAAAAy4/8938ddXPHCE/s400/Photo+0712.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;These guys are the most important in this industry. The &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;YARNS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. Without them, none of those other staff will ever exist XD HAHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RxJ0G7mxYnE/Te3ESMXJbAI/AAAAAAAAAy8/kVvzMgYdijs/s1600/Photo+0731.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RxJ0G7mxYnE/Te3ESMXJbAI/AAAAAAAAAy8/kVvzMgYdijs/s400/Photo+0731.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This is my Beloved Hard Disk cover(?). Special combination colors, Keeps my HD warm(?) and protected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NqM8-emlNGQ/Te3FU9wxJQI/AAAAAAAAAzA/XnLEXfRBnw8/s1600/Photo+0737.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NqM8-emlNGQ/Te3FU9wxJQI/AAAAAAAAAzA/XnLEXfRBnw8/s400/Photo+0737.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Meet the Sushies(?) staff. They got nothing to do with this project. Just the come out result. They are all available if you want to purchased. XD. Well, except for the Tamagoyaki (Sushi with the egg roll on top) one. It's MINE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-2518890569912539926?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/2518890569912539926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=2518890569912539926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/2518890569912539926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/2518890569912539926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2011/06/crochets-stuffs.html' title='CROCHETS STUFFS'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3nAd-WcpAxo/Te3A8cLMusI/AAAAAAAAAy0/E0sy_1nV5fw/s72-c/Photo+0698.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-5029340619800029739</id><published>2011-06-06T20:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T21:01:22.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PROJECT 1 : UNVEIL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;UNVEIL PROJECTS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_jZsRE7kPbc/TeypC1dHNSI/AAAAAAAAAyo/zPvADryol_8/s1600/Photo+0683.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_jZsRE7kPbc/TeypC1dHNSI/AAAAAAAAAyo/zPvADryol_8/s320/Photo+0683.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aish, pening aku nak susun-susun gambar ni, Ok. Now, reveil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I know I know, not that amusing. But I try my best. I'm not that kinda pro in crochets. Atleast I made something that eventually turn out to be the one I imagine. Yay for me !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And up there, is pencil cases, if you're wondering. And yes, they have zipper. *sigh when Farah ask if there's any* The white one is originally for me. Some extra flowers for myself, thank you~ la la la. And the Yellow one, some extra stripes of colors. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The other four was booked, and long gone :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kVr4V5Qf1pI/Tey-Wij91_I/AAAAAAAAAyw/XD0iOu0wD8g/s1600/Photo+0685.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kVr4V5Qf1pI/Tey-Wij91_I/AAAAAAAAAyw/XD0iOu0wD8g/s200/Photo+0685.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-suo55IS-C0w/TeyyfhHXCqI/AAAAAAAAAys/FdTz0ifkDVY/s1600/Photo+0684.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-suo55IS-C0w/TeyyfhHXCqI/AAAAAAAAAys/FdTz0ifkDVY/s200/Photo+0684.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Here's some close up for you to see the detail. I am so much into that pattern of flowers, so don't ask me if I can make another type of flower.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;By any chance you're asking me the price? *Sigh* I'm not really good at placing a price, but I may have surveyed , and for now, I tell you that the white pencil case with 3 flowers, I should tag it, RM10. A lot more flowers, a lot more raise. Ke ke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know if I'm gonna pursue making a sale through my blog, I'm just not ready. Just wanna share. But if you have any question or anything, just text me? comment? anything. I'll try y best. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'll update later. See ya~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-5029340619800029739?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/5029340619800029739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=5029340619800029739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/5029340619800029739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/5029340619800029739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2011/06/project-1-unveil.html' title='PROJECT 1 : UNVEIL'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_jZsRE7kPbc/TeypC1dHNSI/AAAAAAAAAyo/zPvADryol_8/s72-c/Photo+0683.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-7348619969869177216</id><published>2011-06-06T04:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T04:17:23.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CROCHETS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ta-da! Mule-mule hajat nak buat selimut, ntah hape jadi dah. &lt;i&gt;*sigh*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R1QlShzCes4/TevjNNVhKKI/AAAAAAAAAyk/4FFvGyKOMHs/s1600/Photo+0671.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R1QlShzCes4/TevjNNVhKKI/AAAAAAAAAyk/4FFvGyKOMHs/s400/Photo+0671.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Bosan-bosan duk rumah, ni je la keje aku. Nak kene beli yarm lagi, baru leh sambung buat besar lagi selimut ni. Nanti I unveil semua project I ye. Wait up! Leave comments la!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-7348619969869177216?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/7348619969869177216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=7348619969869177216&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/7348619969869177216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/7348619969869177216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2011/06/crochets.html' title='CROCHETS'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-R1QlShzCes4/TevjNNVhKKI/AAAAAAAAAyk/4FFvGyKOMHs/s72-c/Photo+0671.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-5699708771244675782</id><published>2011-06-06T03:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T03:57:08.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MYSTERIOUS BALD GUY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Pagi pagi lagi mak aku dah bising kat telinga aku cakap&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;"Hey! Tamao pegi tengok Kapten kawen ke?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengar je perkataan tuh, melompat aku bangun tercegat atas katel, sambil anggok anggok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nak nak nak nak nak....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sape Kapten ni?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-size: large;"&gt;Flashback to 9 May 2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengah-tengah sedap aku menonton movie kat office bapak aku, tetibe aku dengar ade orang bagi salam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Orang : Assalamualaikum~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mendayu-dayu bunyi nye, aku intai sket dr dalam umah, WOAH! I'm blind! Aku pon kalot malot duk carik tudung nak tutup aurat &lt;i&gt;*ceh*&lt;/i&gt; tapi pakai baju tidoq. &lt;i&gt;*sigh*&lt;/i&gt; Aku bukak sliding door tu sipi je, nak intai, oh rupenye yang berkilau sangat tadi tuh, kepala botak licin beliau. &lt;i&gt;*keh keh keh*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku pon bukak pintu dengan mulot ternganga umpama ade burger king size depan mata. Fulamak! Hensem &lt;strike&gt;botak&lt;/strike&gt; batak mamat ni! Mukenye milky white! Matanye bulat macam kuceng! Badannya tough ! Senyumnya... &lt;i&gt;*jaakkk!*&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;(arrow from love cupid struck to the heart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; *dies*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;Beliau : Ni, Haji Wahab suruh sampaikan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;i&gt;*Smiles*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOPAN! Salu orang yang image botak ni, dalam movie-movie, macam thug je... ni sopan, senyumannye boleh buat ovaries aku vibrate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan aku muke separa hidup dan ternganga tu, slow slow beliau mengundur diri, meninggalkan tampak senyuman yang merdu(?) beliau tuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tersengih sengih macam kerang busuk &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;(tak mandi pagi, jumpe laki botak hensem).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanpa berlengah, aku tengok apakah utusan yang disampaikan oleh beliau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum itu..! Aku selitkan coretan love at first sight aku dr twitter! Bace from bottom to the top ya kawan-kawan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4xzePYvtPY0/TeInj4uUYHI/AAAAAAAAAyI/8G9obYrh2tU/s1600/bald+guy+3.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4xzePYvtPY0/TeInj4uUYHI/AAAAAAAAAyI/8G9obYrh2tU/s1600/bald+guy+3.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4xzePYvtPY0/TeInj4uUYHI/AAAAAAAAAyI/8G9obYrh2tU/s1600/bald+guy+3.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Jeng Jeng Jeng! Aku bukak je invitation card tu, air muka aku terus berubah. Baru nak hyper dengan kisah hidup yang baru dengan kewujudan abang botak yang hensem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nama dekat kad kawen tu, terang lagi bersuluh : KAPT. LU*Q*MAN HA*KIM (Takot kang name bliau keluar kat search engine, so, kene modify)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's to doubt? definitely him! Sape yang salunye botak? KAPTEN! Sape yang salunye tegap? KAPTEN! *Sigh* Ape-ape pon! Aku excited! Sebab ade peluang jumpe that angelic like guy again, ATTEND HIS WEDDING THEN!&lt;br /&gt;Yippie! At least leh tengok beliau, at his best day. And kalo boleh, nak tengok gak, who's the bride.&lt;br /&gt;Although, I would love to be the one :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedutan dari twitter update saye :D Bottom to top, remember? And by bottom to top, i meant for every picture. *Sigh* I'm just so lazy to attach them all together, so there, in parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7WaHk_J9lDs/TeInJUy0T6I/AAAAAAAAAx8/FcOtMSBM_tA/s1600/bald+guy.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7WaHk_J9lDs/TeInJUy0T6I/AAAAAAAAAx8/FcOtMSBM_tA/s1600/bald+guy.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Eq5-gk0QVw/TeOVKVLzX-I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/YSkOgKiEvkA/s1600/Untitled+n.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9Eq5-gk0QVw/TeOVKVLzX-I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/YSkOgKiEvkA/s1600/Untitled+n.png" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P7I9fRHtO1E/TeIn8TQ9U_I/AAAAAAAAAyM/EK4dQWTSTU8/s1600/bald+guy+4.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-P7I9fRHtO1E/TeIn8TQ9U_I/AAAAAAAAAyM/EK4dQWTSTU8/s1600/bald+guy+4.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan twitter lagi. Terima kasih kepada yang memberi mata dan telinga untuk update saya yang agak, err.. what the word? Anyway. Thanks. Esp, Assila and Minoh, my loyal tweet buds. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*End of Flash back*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-size: large;"&gt;Fast forward to 29 May 2011, D-Day!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepas aku melompat je bangun, aku terus pegi mandi. Tengah-tengah mandi tu, rase malas menular dr dalam diri &lt;i&gt;*nak test kuasa BM aku, mcm low class je kan? ape aku kesah?*&lt;/i&gt; Tapi, bile je aku rajen? Tak kire! Aku a bit wonder, mane la tawu, kapten ni kawen dengan bawak konco-konco beliau ke kan, seronok gak expirience different style of wedding kan. So, bermekap la aku sikit, pakai shawl siap. Tak penah hayat nak rajen pakai shawl :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam perjalanan nak pegi tu, mak aku macam cube nak recall la sape la Luqman ni kan, dy dah lupe dah mane satu anak Haji Wahab tu name Luqman. Then, dy pon macam ingat ingat lupe, beliau pon berkata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;"Kalo luqman yang anto surat tu sampai kat rumah, logic la, since rumah ni bukan nye senang nak carik, lagipon dulu luqman tu penah anta mama balik dari amik exam Public Mutual sekali aritu."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sense la kan, ape-ape pon, kene pegi gak tengok luqman tu, betul ke tak yang datang anta invitation tuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai la kat umah beliau. Aku steady je, takkan nak melompat plak kan, tapi jalan nak ayu je. Jumpe la makcik ni, jiran kat umah aku, datang jugak kawen si Luqman ni. Aku senyum, and salam peluk cium bagai, kenal nye tak pon :P Well, I duk KL lame tau. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masuk bawah kemah, tertinjau-tinjau gak aku kat dalam umah beliau, nak tengok groom, bride tade la sangat nak tengok. Makan tu mesti! dr pagi tak makan ni. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak aku pon panggel la kakak si Luqman ni, cakap, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Mak cik ani nak tengok la Luqman ni, aritu cakap nak jadi ustaz, nape tetibe Kapten plak ni, cube panggel keluar jap"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak aku memang bace pikiran aku, OH MAMA! Thank you! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bride and Groom pon keluar la. AIH? Bald - No! Tough - NO! Milky white - NOT EVEN CLOSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S not the one who came by the house! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semangat aku type keypad aku and hit send to Twitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QDLMXxokK14/TevaNxtSKgI/AAAAAAAAAyY/hBU0V_vpTEY/s1600/bald+guy+22.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QDLMXxokK14/TevaNxtSKgI/AAAAAAAAAyY/hBU0V_vpTEY/s1600/bald+guy+22.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Mak aku tanya la kat Luqman yang kawin yang tak botak, and yang tak tough, and tak puteh tuh. (Jaoh berbeza dengan yang datang umah tuh, complete opposite) Beliau senirik tatau sape incharge sending the invitation to our house. It is really curious since, no one really know the way to our house, unless....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NAD_zJaEqTs/TevbfeftOEI/AAAAAAAAAyc/9g2FJrWZqGE/s1600/Bald+guy+1.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NAD_zJaEqTs/TevbfeftOEI/AAAAAAAAAyc/9g2FJrWZqGE/s1600/Bald+guy+1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;Unless he live near by the house! How could I not see this coming ??! Isn't this cool or what? For about, what, 20 days I keep believing that Luqman guy is the guy who came by the house and give out the invitation, and that is just a false alarm? and that bald guy is always HERE living inside the house which the roof I can see from the window from inside my room? Hell yeah! That is just sick. I've gone to the wedding which is, to almost a town away, hoping to see the guy, who is living next to this house? Hello? Fate is calling? I most certainly have to answer that!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And there's more to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n-3LQ2IJLmk/TevcvS0wOaI/AAAAAAAAAyg/pYcAMj4L6NM/s1600/bald+guy+2.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-n-3LQ2IJLmk/TevcvS0wOaI/AAAAAAAAAyg/pYcAMj4L6NM/s1600/bald+guy+2.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And what is that telling you? You tell me. Be the judge. I leave it, to your imagination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'll update is the fate is playing nice to me. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-5699708771244675782?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/5699708771244675782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=5699708771244675782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/5699708771244675782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/5699708771244675782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2011/06/mysterious-bald-guy.html' title='MYSTERIOUS BALD GUY'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4xzePYvtPY0/TeInj4uUYHI/AAAAAAAAAyI/8G9obYrh2tU/s72-c/bald+guy+3.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-6641973992858027032</id><published>2011-06-06T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T02:27:06.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A WORD A DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;A word a day :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ARgLpBruBLo/TevJ8m1tH_I/AAAAAAAAAyU/df9-GU-PWwg/s1600/malas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ARgLpBruBLo/TevJ8m1tH_I/AAAAAAAAAyU/df9-GU-PWwg/s320/malas.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;MALAS MACAM TAHIK&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;According to my mom :&lt;/i&gt;- Tahik sejenis(?) benda(?) yang malas. Buktinya, tahi malas untuk bergerak sehinggakan nak keluar pon nak kena teran. HAHA. Classic. &lt;i&gt;*tepuk tangan*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Selalu nya, proverbs ini ditujukan kepada &lt;s&gt;aku&lt;/s&gt; orang-orang yang malas untuk membuat kerja rumah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Macam geli la plak kalo aku pegi search gamba &lt;strike&gt;tahi/najis&lt;/strike&gt; kat google, so aku doodle senirik. Well, saye tade la manatam pen doodle tu kan, so... manual sudeh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-6641973992858027032?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/6641973992858027032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=6641973992858027032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/6641973992858027032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/6641973992858027032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2011/06/word-day.html' title='A WORD A DAY'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ARgLpBruBLo/TevJ8m1tH_I/AAAAAAAAAyU/df9-GU-PWwg/s72-c/malas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-2546576099705732484</id><published>2011-05-27T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T00:49:05.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 THINGS OF EVERYTHING</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" src="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk164/Rouge_Berry/sign-1.png" /&gt;Copy paste balik dari blog lame [Viva.La.Vida]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to update some stuff, but naaah... malas. At least I update lor :D Enjoy for those who wants me to tag them. ke ke ke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;7TH HEAVEN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;7 Sweet Things about Me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;1. I smile a lot&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;2. I laugh a lot&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;3. I talk a lot&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;4. I mumbles all the time&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;5. I joke a lot&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;6. I love a lot&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;7. I like a lot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;7 Bad Habits of Mine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;1. I eat a lot&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;2. I eat every time&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;3. I always eat in my bedroom&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;4. I mess up my room a lot&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;5. I sleep with my cat&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;6. I sleep after a meal&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;7. I got no life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;7 Cool Things about me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;1. I don’t care what people might think about me&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;2. I ignore the ignorant people&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;3. I don’t need anyone to complete my life&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;4. I speak up my mind whenever I wanted to&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;5. I friend people who friends with me&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;6. I hate people who hate me&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;7. I do what I wanted to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;7 Stupid things I’ve done and regret&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;1. Loving someone who doesn’t love me back&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;2. Talking to an ignorant people&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;3. Stepped on my lovely kitten T.T (and she dies! TT~TT)&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;4. Not telling my dad that someone just crashed his car&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;5. When I’m not studying and fail in exam&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;6. When I commit sins on purpose&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;7. When I Fail to make my mom less disappointed at me every mornings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;7 Weird things about me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;1. I love the smell of cold fresh-out-of-fridge choc bar silver wrapper!&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;2. I love to collect deodorant roller ball n gives them to my lil kitten to play~ LOL&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;3. I have over 14 school bags…but I only use one or two of them&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;4. I collect note books….but I leave them blank&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;5. I love collecting boxes…but I stuff them with a lot of boxes&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;6. I want to be slim but I eat a lot&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;7. Whenever I watch a movie, I’ll be acting like the character I like in the film all day long~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;7 Words to describe me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;1. Movie Maniac&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;2. Weirdo&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;3. Loveable&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;4. Nerdy&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;5. Lazy&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;6. Young and hopeless&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;7. Unpredictable&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;7 Stuffs I love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;1. My Rubik’s Cubes + keychain&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;2. My blank note books&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;3. My DVD Burn (movies, dramas, vids, ect)&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;4. My Pink Motorola RAZR&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;5. My Hello Kitty stuff&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;6. My PC (This PC)&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;7. My White Plastic Hair-Scarf (now it’s broken!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;7 Things that must be bring whenever I’m going out somewhere&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;1. My Glasses (Of course! I’m blind @_@)&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;2. My Purse&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;3. My Cell phone&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;4. My ID card&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;5. Money&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;6. My Watch&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;7. My Rubik’s Cube&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;7 Fav Korean Artists&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;1. Rain Bi&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;2. Epik High&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;3. Han Ye Seul&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;4. FhiFan&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;5. Lee Soo Hyuk&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;6. Big Bang&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;7. Jang Geun Seok&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;7 Fav US Artists&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;1. Eminem&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;2. Johnny Depp&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;3. Nicholas Cage&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;4. Brad Pitt&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;5. Charlize Theron&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;6. Dakota Fanning&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;7. Will Smith&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;7 Fav Taiwan/Chinese/Hong Kong Artists&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;1. Stephen Chou&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;2. Jay Chou&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;3. Sammy Cheng&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;4. Andy Lau&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;5. Lee Sin Je&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;6. Gigi Cheung&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;7. Louis Khoo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;7 Fav Japan Artists&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;1. Ryoko Hirosu&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;2. Kokkei Teppei&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;3. Matsu Jun&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;4. Yossy&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;5. Hiroshi Abe&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;6. Takuya Kimura&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;7. Takashi Sorimachi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;7 Fav Movies&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;1. Heart Is..&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;2. I Am Legend&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;3. The Illusionist&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;4. A Millionaires 1st Love&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;5. Maundy Thursday&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;6. Lovely Complex&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;7. A Bitter Sweet Life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;7 Fav Dramas/Series/Anime&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;1. Sassy Girl Chung Hyang&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;2. Gossip Girl&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;3. Grey’s Anatomy&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;4. Supernatural&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;5. Gash Bell&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;6. Ouran High School Host Club&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;7. Nonstop 4&amp;amp;5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;7 Brands I Love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; padding-left: 5px; padding-right: 5px; padding-top: 5px;"&gt;1. Giordano&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;2. Adidas&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;3. Canon&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;4. Sony&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;5. G-Soft&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;6. Kingston&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;7. Converse&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-2546576099705732484?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/2546576099705732484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=2546576099705732484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/2546576099705732484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/2546576099705732484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2011/05/7-things-of-everything.html' title='7 THINGS OF EVERYTHING'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-6026504351212872485</id><published>2011-05-02T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-02T15:03:28.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DISQUS : Likes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Remember how I asked is it possible to know which post I received like? ( I ask, randomly at twitter, IF you happens to catch it) Well, I click all of my comments and see which ones, coz I tell you no lies, I received likes like tonnes in that one day, I just don't know which ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as I'm so bored, so, I search for my comments that have most likes at allkpop.com. To be honest, I don't think my comments will got any attentions, AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, I'm newbies in commenting at allkpop.com. And I speak gibberish English.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EAQnRCY3uDU/Tb5JrJBTpEI/AAAAAAAAAx0/T5lBoOnW_eU/s1600/likes+disqus.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EAQnRCY3uDU/Tb5JrJBTpEI/AAAAAAAAAx0/T5lBoOnW_eU/s1600/likes+disqus.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;If some of you wonder what DISQUS is, it is actually a network thingy that usually used by blogs and website these days, you don't have to enter your name anymore, just sync it with your twitter. That should be you account for DISQUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you were wondering, that is my other twitter, you DONT HAVE to follow that one coz I only made that to stalk KPOP stars, and be a fake GaIn in Fake Family. Well, being fake is not my attention at the first place, people mistaken me being one, so I just go with it :D I dont know much about Gain tough :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I search, this is the comment that I got most likes. Well it's just 6, but like I said, I don't think my comments got any attentions :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is when After School released an MV for Let's Step Up. That vids RULE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bXU7e4PyvJM/Tb5JbdFiR9I/AAAAAAAAAxw/Ovm_eqoSJio/s1600/highest+likes.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bXU7e4PyvJM/Tb5JbdFiR9I/AAAAAAAAAxw/Ovm_eqoSJio/s1600/highest+likes.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks AdelineAnaKa and 5 more likes this :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And this below, the second most likes, but towards my critics and negative opinion, well, I was just being humorous, and not making sense. Unfortunately, people just can't take jokes like this :c&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The post was about a choreographer who killed himself. He used to choreograph for Bigbang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--pbLQPPPZcM/Tb5MfEaLy1I/AAAAAAAAAx4/6lTfMaYbEFU/s1600/kritics.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--pbLQPPPZcM/Tb5MfEaLy1I/AAAAAAAAAx4/6lTfMaYbEFU/s1600/kritics.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Well well, That guy/gal call me an idiot. That is just awesome. I don't know him/her, but he just call me that. Maybe he suggest people to kill themselves, OR he just so sad that the choreograph killed himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that harsh? calling people idiot is harsh though. Welck, I don't mind anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-6026504351212872485?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/6026504351212872485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=6026504351212872485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/6026504351212872485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/6026504351212872485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2011/05/disqus-likes.html' title='DISQUS : Likes'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EAQnRCY3uDU/Tb5JrJBTpEI/AAAAAAAAAx0/T5lBoOnW_eU/s72-c/likes+disqus.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-7507283094871366153</id><published>2011-05-01T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T17:39:05.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DUA PULUH EMPAT TUJUH</title><content type='html'>Aku akur, aku akur dengan kehebatan Block B, ZE:A, Teen Top, and mane mane group Kpop yang baru debut this year, yang telah aku set dalam minda, "Boikot new Kpop group!", aku akur dan tarik balik ape aku cakap, lepas aku tengok group 24:7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tamao cerita panjang pasal diorang dala blog ni, coz aku taao kotorkan blog aku yang cantek ni dgn muke2 konon cute tapi totally gay diorang tu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AKU SALUTE ZE:A BLOCK B, TEEN TOP, X-5, B14A dan laen laen newbies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out pemusnah bangsa ni ;- &lt;a href="http://luminory0912.blogspot.com/2011/04/247-malaysia-kpop.html"&gt;24:7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Aku remove signature for this post, GD terlalu berdaulat untuk diletak bersama 24:7*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-7507283094871366153?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/7507283094871366153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=7507283094871366153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/7507283094871366153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/7507283094871366153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2011/05/dua-puluh-empat-tujuh.html' title='DUA PULUH EMPAT TUJUH'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-7345809766240454847</id><published>2011-04-30T03:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T03:43:04.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PROJECTS</title><content type='html'>Guys, I was meant to tell you that I'm in the middle of my own project, yeah since money doesn't coming rolling around on the ground to my feet, I just have to crawl over, and find them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I use my capability to earn money, or should I say, creativity? But I don't want to be sound like bragging :) like I always do, coz I dont want to jinx it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I crocheted things, and sell it to the students. By students here, I meant, Yura's classmate *shame*. But there's nothing to be shame of, since, I earn the money, all by myself, with my hard work. Kinda thanks to my dealer *kekeke* I hope she's not reading this. Gah! She's always be my loyal readers. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really wanted to show it to you guys, But I just have to make sure that I'm ready, since once I exposed it, I AM expecting for some responds, and by responds, I meant, Orders? We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I need to be mentally prepared and physically ready to reveal my projects :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always wanted to do things like this, but mostly I did it to satisfy myself. But I need to learn and earn something good from it, don't you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I'm done. Click the ads by the way, it's like giving me 15 cents. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" class="centered" height="126" src="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk164/Rouge_Berry/sign-1.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-7345809766240454847?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/7345809766240454847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=7345809766240454847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/7345809766240454847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/7345809766240454847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2011/04/projects.html' title='PROJECTS'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-1815148767624241792</id><published>2011-04-29T04:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T04:59:31.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>STARTING AGAIN</title><content type='html'>I was thinking, I should starting writing in this thing again. GAH! I made that looks like I was a novel writer, or some journalist, but I'm not. That is for sure, you can judge by looking at my spelling and grammar, I'm sure I mess that somewhere in this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a start, I was just cleansing my face just now, (I am really taking care of my face during this VACATION) when I'm right in front of the mirror bending over backward trying to see my pretty face clearer, I breath fog up the glass (Now that just me copying Jason Mraz) and I heard a loud thud outside. It's 4 am in the morning for god sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was positively thinking that, might be a cat jumping around the basin over the kitchen floor, so, I turn on the mute button just to listen more carefully. I was watching FRIEND, which you could probably guessed. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I heard like rain? was coming fast, but the more I listen to it, sounds like someone stepping on a lots of dried leaves, or, some one just climbing up the tree? Or maybe, a cat, again, playing around the leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was freeze like 10 seconds trying to figure out the sound. It's gone after that. While freezing, I can feel my heart jumping from a calm and normal heartbeat 90 to 150 within a second. THUMP THUMP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A split seconds there I thought my heart was coming out of my chest (This is the effect where you watch too much anime or, Running Man?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now, I choose to stay awake, just to make sure nothing like that occur, again. I'm guarding this house with all my best. I even carried around my Prego jar fills with 10 cents coins, which is heavy, as a weapon. That thing could crack someone's head open and burst brains out from the skull. Okay, scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk164/Rouge_Berry/sign-1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" border="0" class="centered" height="126" src="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk164/Rouge_Berry/sign-1.png" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Do you guys know that this is a signature? keke&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-1815148767624241792?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/1815148767624241792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=1815148767624241792&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/1815148767624241792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/1815148767624241792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2011/04/starting-again.html' title='STARTING AGAIN'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-4708591119076181389</id><published>2011-03-11T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T01:06:05.430+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM'/><title type='text'>DUIT DUIT DIMANA KAU DUIT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;Since aku menganggur dalam masa 7bulan ni, aku harap, nuffnang dapat tanggong aku. Aci ke aku cakap cantu? desperate la weyh. Orang laen keje, dapat duit, leh gak berangan nak beli pape ke kan, aku ni? berangan je lebih, duit nye tade. UWAAA... adekah aku patot start blogging dengan professional nya? Macam &lt;s&gt;(abang) &lt;/s&gt;Zack? &lt;s&gt;Innz?&lt;/s&gt; Fakhrurazi? AAAAAA. Aku buntu.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nape aku tak keje? Ha! Ko tanye la mak aku. Aku pon tatau la nape beliau sangat menyanyi anak beliau ini umpama princess yang bagun kul 15 pon tape ni. Gemok la aku. Nak start diet kat umah? HARAM! I mean, takkan menjadi nye. Jadi bola ade la aku ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Duk ngadap laptop, balik balik muke aku ni plak yang macam laptop. Sedih ah macam ni, sedih!!! *Hempas gitar macam gaye GD kat bwh* Kahkah! Bergune jugak Signature ni. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Kawan-kawan! Support la rakan anda yang unemployed ni! 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HOWDOWH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, nak try letak signature, nak tengok ape jadi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk164/Rouge_Berry/sign-1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="post signature" border="0" class="centered" src="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk164/Rouge_Berry/sign-1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-6146003512640470576?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/6146003512640470576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=6146003512640470576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/6146003512640470576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/6146003512640470576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2011/03/signature.html' title='SIGNATURE'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-4283670298084735339</id><published>2011-03-10T20:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-10T20:33:26.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NAMA-NAMA KUCING</title><content type='html'>Kat rumah aku ramai kucing, tolak tambah bahagi campu darap sume, -+50, or maybe sekarang dah berkurang sebab kucing aku baru baru ni ramai diserang penyakit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name kucing aku GongChan, sempena nama beliau datang umah aku time aku tengah duk gila drama My Girl. Beliau perempuan, a.k.a Betina. I don't know why the hell aku kasik beliau name jantan. KAHKAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nama-name kucing yang lain yang agak unik... Contohnya ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIN CHAN ; Atau name manja bliau Ah Chan.&lt;br /&gt;MAYBANK ; Mak aku cerita yang beliau kutip kucing terbiar ni kat MayBank Bukit Payong&lt;br /&gt;CHE' KU ; Name penuh dalam IC, CIK KURAP.&lt;br /&gt;CHE' SU ; Name mak cik yang kasik kucing tu.&lt;br /&gt;AH GOON : Actually, beliau anak kepada GongChan, name penuh beliau, Shin Goon, name watak dalam cerita Princess Hours.&lt;br /&gt;PETRONAS ; Ni name paling ridiculous dalam keluarga kucing aku, PETRONAS? HAHA. As you can guess already, kucing ni pasti dikutip dekat Petronas mane-mane.&lt;br /&gt;IAN ; Ceh! Name macam orang putes, Tapi hakikat nye, name pendek bagi GIANT, yep, name pasaraya yang populer kat Terengganu. (Kat KT tade nye PAVILLION PAVILIAN ni.)&lt;br /&gt;TY LUNG ; Name Rimau dalam cerita Kungfu Panda.&lt;br /&gt;TYSON &amp;amp; TIDUS ; Adek bradek ngan Ty Lung and Ian. Alang2 Ty , Ty sume la.&lt;br /&gt;MIRMO ; Katon Mirmo tu lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name-name macam tu, at least, ade la asal usul or back ground story how did they get that name la kan. Yang paling tak dapat diterima akal ialah :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nama universal 1 ; IBU - Name ni akan di apply ke mana-mana kucing yang pregnant, atau yang baru saja melahirkan anak. Apparently, kucing kucing yang bernama IBU amat meluas dalam keluarga kucing ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nama universal 2 ; CHAN - Name ini akan di apply kepada kucing-kucing yang mempunyai kaler badan seperti mendiang Ah Chan/ Shin Chan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nama yang takde story :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOTLINK ; Name kucing jantan (luar dr family kucing aku) yang salu ngorat IBU2 kat umah aku. Latest love triangle IBU kepada MONTELA (sebab bliau Montel) dan juge Princess dalam umah, IAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAXIS ; Name yang akan diberi kepada IBU yang berjaya menambat hati HOTLINK. Dan juga yang akan bermusuhan dengan IAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aish =,= Penat aku pikir name-name kucing kat umah aku ni. Ok, yang paling wat aku bengang ialah kucing yang bernama IBU. MANE2 JE. Since kalau mak aku nak carik IBU, sure panggel, IBUUUUUUUUUU.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang aku dengar last2 je, UUUUU je. Bajet la mak aku panggel aku, CET! AKU MAJOK! MULAI SEKARANG, NAME AKU KAT RUMAH, AIN! AIN!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-4283670298084735339?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/4283670298084735339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=4283670298084735339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/4283670298084735339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/4283670298084735339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2011/03/nama-nama-kucing.html' title='NAMA-NAMA KUCING'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-8398440398014046221</id><published>2011-03-07T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T23:16:02.441+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='STAR WORLD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><title type='text'>MIMPI PON MIMPI LAH</title><content type='html'>Haha, mimpi yang leh wat aku tersengih-sengih macam nangka busuk pagi-pagi hari lagi (pagi la sangat). Haha, aku, walopon aku 20 tahun setengah, tapi aku, berjiwa muda remaja, ibarat budak umo 16 tahun. Percayalah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agak childish untuk aku cerita di blog canggeh aku ni, tapi, tape lah, demi kenangan untuk aku buat masa yang akan datang (ceyywaaaah~!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, memandangkan dah terang lagi bersuluh bahawa kekantoian aku melayan 2PM yang pada dahulu kalanya aku amat tegar untuk meminati diorang kerna kesetiaan &lt;s&gt;kepada raja dan negara (Rukun Negara, kau dah lupe ke?) &lt;/s&gt;&amp;nbsp;aku terhadap BigBang (Yep! I am V.I.P). Untuk pengetahuan anda, bias aku, JunHo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's cut to the chase, how the dream goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture me, in a white cafe, bukan cybercafe yang pasti nya, somewhere macam tempat yang ramai orang, ade newspaper, and maybe ade satu sudut art gallery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengah-tengah aku duk menonton satu picture kat gallery ni, aku terhalang ngan manusia yang berambut curly2 cute gituh. Kahkah. Beliau ngan kawan beliau menonton picture tuh, sambil gelak, ntah kenape mamat ni gelak ngan badan2 sekali gerak kedepan kebelakang, TUK! kepale beliau hit my shoulder. Lantas rambut bliau yang bushy itu tergesel dipipi ku. *Part ni, siyesly, aku dapat rase/feel, maybe kes lambert duk kat kepale aku kot time tuh, kya~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beliau seorang yang sopan, cepat-cepat bliau mintak maaf. Aku blush, since, yeah, he's Junho. Then, aku macam ade kawan time tuh, muke beliau tak jelas, yang pasti, beliau tahu bahase Korea. Sebab bile aku duduk kat sebuah meja yang ade newspaper, aku cakap kat kawan aku, "Weh, paper ni dalam bahase Jepun, Ilbon! *Jepun in Korea*" Tapi kurang hajau beliau tak layan aku, last-last, Junho layan aku, baek nye beliau. KAHKAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beliau cakap "Ye, paper ni dalam Jepon *Dalam korea, seriusly*" Ntah macam mane, air tumpah *this one indicates yang aku kat sebuah cafe, since ade air* Aku rase malu gile, tapi bersalah gak, so, aku mintak maaf, &amp;nbsp;then grab paper tadi tuh, cover tempat tumpah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siyesly, aku terdengar conversation Junho ngan kawan dy yang actually, 2PM manager, MinJae,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MinJae : Who is she? *tatau dorunk ckp bahase ape, yang pasti, dah tertranslate dalam mimpi aku*&lt;br /&gt;JunHo : I don't know, but she seems nice, isn't she?&lt;br /&gt;MinJae : *Thumbs up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kya! Maybe translator mimpi aku rosak kot, salah translate, whatever it is, ntah macam mane, aku date ngan Junho yang only MinJae tahu, not even 2PM members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalam part ni, tetibe Junho keje kat Pizza, oleh kerana date kami secret, beliau rancang nak date kat roof top Pizza tuh. Beliau cakap, datang kat Pizaa, terus head to the stairs, and buat2 macam nak ikat tali kasut. Supaye die leh perasan aku kat tangga then it's the signal for him to excuse his shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die dah naek sampai rooftop dah, tapi tade aku, instead, ade dak dak 2PM. Gentleman gila Junho prepare dinner kat aku, ade pudding yang pastinya. Tapi. jeng jeng jeng, dak dak 2PM kerumun die. Mintak die terangkan apekemende sume ni? TaecYeon tak silap aku, ankat puding tuh, then hembas atas lantai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junho nangis2 nak terangkan pasal aku, pasal hubungan kitorang, WAH! COOL NYE! lagi dramatic sebab die nangis dalam tengah hujan, basah kuyup satu badan, aku baru sampai rooftop, since aku otw naek atas, aku stop untuk make up, pakai bulu mata palsu. *satu part yang aku ingat, sebab hujan ruin my bulu mata palsu*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tengok dinner ruin, Junho melutut dengan baju coat putih beliau, aku pon berlari kearah beliau, PELUK! DUSH! try to comfort him. Uwaaa... sedihhh.... Cinta kami terhalang! Aku rase aku nangis betul kot. Rase real sangat, rase terseksa. DUSH! Habis dah cerita terhalang Junho dan nuyu... Tinggallah kami berdua diatas rooftop, hugging, basah kuyup, nangis2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEJAM TOL DAK DAK 2PM NI! SALAH KE? SALAH KE KAMI BERCINTA??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, I've gone overboard. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setakat tu je aku ingat, tapi nice kan? leh buat cerita nih. BOX OFFICE! If only I had one wish, I wish that the dream come through, but with a nice ending ah. KYA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedih plak bile ingat balik. Isk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-8398440398014046221?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/8398440398014046221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=8398440398014046221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/8398440398014046221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/8398440398014046221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2011/03/mimpi-pon-mimpi-lah.html' title='MIMPI PON MIMPI LAH'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-37747898846372749</id><published>2011-01-26T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T02:18:07.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MACAM ARTIST LA PLAK =,="</title><content type='html'>Tengah malam buta, aku menggila ngan Farah, gi naek tingkat 5 jap, nak gi lepak kat bilik 510. Haha, kebetulan sebelum tuh, baru je nailed dance Without You - 2PM (errkk...kantoi plak aku layan 2PM sekarang) then, gi bilik dorang, duk wat performance plak ngan 510 nye dak jadi peminat setia. KAHKAH. Tapi, ni bukan moment where I feel like an artist yet, nooo.... huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak pasal-pasal, nak balik bilik, sempat dance depan lift-lobby tingkat 5 uh, ye lah, dah space besau bapak, tengah malam plak tuh, ape lagi kan, beyond my free will, aku dance Without You ngan Farah. KahKah. Tak perasan ade sorang budak lalu dr wing C nak ke wing B, lalu lobby. Beliau stop jap, tgk kitorang, HAHA. Bile kitorang dah habis, beliau gelak-gelak and then blah. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expression beliau mcm akak yang nampak Gain and Jokwon kat tepi jalan dalam We Got Married tuh. KAHKAH. Wah! Tetibe rase cam nak jemput budak tuh datang bilik, nak tunjuk dance kitorang practice since like forever. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memang tade keje =,="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-37747898846372749?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/37747898846372749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=37747898846372749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/37747898846372749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/37747898846372749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2011/01/macam-artist-la-plak.html' title='MACAM ARTIST LA PLAK =,=&quot;'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-797197161191457797</id><published>2011-01-19T21:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T02:16:26.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UNTITLED ME!</title><content type='html'>Ahhh.. this feels good. Waking up after 5 hours of sleeping, walking along the smell of fresh cut grass arousing... 'Today is kinda nice' I thought, even though I've been bending over backwards just to finish my A1 poster project with no sleep nearly the whole day. Today was nice until I walked through Architecture Department Office door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I greet with smile stamp on my face, I got no regrets of walking so proudly inside the office to pickup my CSS until one word could smash all that for me. Thanks to Bro Hisyam who timidly greeting me with such a polite manner coz he thought that I was a LECTURER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay! Enough! I've had enough of this since the first day of my time in CFSIIUM. The very seconds I breath air in this very place, someone poke me slightly at the back, and when I turned around, there was a girl. She looks nice, until the word "MADAM" spreading that lil mouth of hers. SHIT! She's too thought that I was a Lecturer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus, not only once I got called as a lecturer today, but twice. Like buy 1 free 1, but as in something you don't like, err, Petai or punishment. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left Farah's thumb-drive in Computer Lab on the 3rd floor of Annex building. (With such &lt;s&gt;heavy&amp;nbsp;&lt;/s&gt;weight? Twice? I say I'd be stepping on that stairs, crawling as well as gasping for air to stay alive)&lt;br /&gt;When I reach the top (Don't stop, can't stop, KAHKAH), there's a few &lt;b&gt;one-year younger guys &lt;/b&gt;hanging around the location. I thought, what the heck, I just need to get the thumb-drive back, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I walked in, go straight to those guys whose crowding the very one PC where I left the thumb-drive, in the dark *uuuu, scary* HAHA. And then, that's when the things happen. When one of the guys ask me, if I was a lecturer. SHIT! HELL NO! So I stormed out.&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;*Ok, not storming out, coz that would be childish, pfff, come on, get your head out of your butt, Lily*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great, I've become a lecturer without even trying to get even a degree. pfft. And of course, I skipped like 10 years of age without even living that long. I don't like skipping age as much as I love skipping class. That's 2 different things. I want to breathe as much as I could in the age I'm in now, coz time waits for no man. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it about me that soooo&amp;nbsp;much&amp;nbsp;lecturer-appealing ? I shouldn't be asking the question when I already knew the answer. *sigh* It's my body isn't it? &amp;nbsp;It somehow looks like a pregnant person or maybe a mom of 5 children.&lt;s&gt; I wonder who's the father? 6ho? Great then!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder I got the lecturer title. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm 20 years old for god sake! (Well 20 turning 21 this 14th July, but who's counting?)&lt;br /&gt;I really need to dress cute as much as I could. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on. How can this cute lil YOUNG person can be mistaken as Madam or Lecturer??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TTcpZJAF75I/AAAAAAAAAxo/YI4-wCDiKZs/s1600/Photo+0468.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TTcpZJAF75I/AAAAAAAAAxo/YI4-wCDiKZs/s320/Photo+0468.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-797197161191457797?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/797197161191457797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=797197161191457797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/797197161191457797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/797197161191457797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2011/01/untitled-me.html' title='UNTITLED ME!'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TTcpZJAF75I/AAAAAAAAAxo/YI4-wCDiKZs/s72-c/Photo+0468.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-34961548857714359</id><published>2010-11-16T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T19:29:16.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HACKED!</title><content type='html'>Disaat aku melabuh kan ponggong di port biasa aku di bilik, terdetik jantong hati aku untuk mencoret sedikit sebanyak update dan sapu sikit-sikit sawang labah-labah yang menyelaputi belog aku nih. Haish. Tengok last post aku, megeluh besau aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terime kasih kepade yang meng-hack. Alah, jangan risau, aku kenal je sape yang hack. Sebab nye? situasi tu berlaku depan mata aku, lagi pon, beliau sendiri telah meng-reveal-kan diri dengan menaip name sendiri dalam post tuh. Bijak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nak delete...tapi, tape lah. Sekali sekala kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la, one at the time la aku update. Asal ade je lah, kan kan kan?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-34961548857714359?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/34961548857714359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=34961548857714359&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/34961548857714359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/34961548857714359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/11/hacked.html' title='HACKED!'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-3029010187173302128</id><published>2010-10-27T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T00:26:03.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aku lawa :))</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;miera&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;farah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;syela&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;yana&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: xx-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;are the prettiest in the world ! HAHA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-3029010187173302128?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/3029010187173302128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/3029010187173302128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/10/aku-lawa.html' title='aku lawa :))'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-1214553419050360755</id><published>2010-10-23T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T20:50:31.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPOILER ALERTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;*NOTE : This post contains spoiler of The Mentalist series, Season 2 Episode 14, Blood in, Blood out*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"Let's take a break from The Mentalist, shall we?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said to myself. But the other side of me says &lt;i&gt;"NO"&lt;/i&gt;, cause it reminds me of some little competition that has been going on between me and my big brother, Along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urghh! Bersengkang mata aku menonton The Mentalist, and tersangat-sangat nak habiskan sebanyak episode yang boleh. Ni semua angkara Along aku, He's a big fat SPOILER. &lt;i&gt;*It's a figurative speech yeah, not some kind of hatred feeling towards him*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beliau addited dengan The Mentalist sekarang, and perangai beliau? akan habiskan ape-ape aje series yang ade dalam computer beliau selagi ada waktu. In contrast with me, aku steady je, Ilek-ilek je menonton. Cool babe, the series is there, no need to rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selalu nye aku akan layan series waktu makan, err, that explains my fatness. &lt;i&gt;*berbaur kutukan diri sendiri* &lt;/i&gt;and turns out, a habit to 432. &lt;i&gt;*Sorry guys, but aku sure korunk tak end up gemuk cam aku*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the topic, so, bile beliau one episode ahead, beliau akan kacau aku yang tengah menonton. Usually aku suruh beliau tunggu aku finished that current episode, and the next one, planning to watch it together. YES. But, one time, he spoiled the best episode, well, second best episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah! This is big! I hate to be spoiled! haha, Tak suspend ah. OK OK, I'm a bit spoiler myself, err, mood spoiler. Kalau-kalau tengah menonton series yang dah aku tonton dengan 432, aku sure bagi hint, and say : &lt;i&gt;"Part ni best, Tengok-tengok!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I only did that because in case they missed it, So, I am such a HINTER, not a SPOILER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Tu la, tanak aku annoy with such thing, better pay attention, HAHA*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satu hari, tengah nak kejar episode yang abang aku tengah tengok, aku grab peluang masa beliau pegi solat Jumaat. Kihkih. Aku watch about 30 minutes ahead of him. Huhu. Beliau balik, and bajet nak spoil dekat aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beliau datang bilik aku dengan trademark aku-datang-untuk-spoil-ni : &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;KAK YUUUUUUUUUUU~~~!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dari jauh lagi aku dengan suare beliau, maka, dengan sepantas kilat aku bertindak, Hit pause, and minimize GomPlayer supaya beliau tidak dapat detect episode yang aku tengah tonton, and then pura-pura tido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dengan senyuman sinis beliau, dan berkata dengan penuh bangga :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Cho bawak girlfriend die~!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh, aku tersenyum sinis, dalam hati,&lt;i&gt; "HAHA! aku dah tengok part tuh!"&lt;/i&gt; tapi, aku acting macam nak keluar pukul-pukul beliau and kejar-kejar macam budak kecik dalam rumah, except that, both gemuk-gemuk dan besar. Mujur rumah atas tanah and rumah batu, kalau rumah papan? Tak ker runtuh? Or kalau kitorang duk umah kayu, rasenye, kitorang tak gemuk, Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TMLZvHDBf0I/AAAAAAAAAxg/sw8tBkUMk0M/s1600/timkang_thementalist01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TMLZvHDBf0I/AAAAAAAAAxg/sw8tBkUMk0M/s320/timkang_thementalist01.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the scene ; Agent Cho is on the right&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Aku berlari-lari menuju ke port beliau. Err, computer port. Sambil dalam pejalanan tadi, aku dah kumpulkan semua maklumat episode tuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku let it out in one breath :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Cho ade gang. Playboy gang. Name die Ice Man, girlfriend die kene pukul nanti, Cho marah giler...SEMART GILE CHO~!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tak habes lagi nonton episode tuh, like I said, aku ahead 30 minit je. Aku lari masuk bilik, and yes, di kejar abang aku. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beliau jerit :&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;"SPOILER ALERT~! SPOILER ALERT~!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku gelak besar. HAHAHAHA. Aku spoil episode paling best! Aku sambung balik menonton. Pergh! PART BEST! Aku berlari-lari lagi pegi kat port abang aku, sambil tiru trademark spoiler die : &lt;i&gt;ALOOOOOOONG~~~~~~!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beliau boleh tahan juga cepat bertindak, tutup pintu , kunci dan jerit "&lt;i&gt;LALALALALALALALALALA&lt;/i&gt;" supaya suare aku tidak mencapai telinge beliau. CIS. Aku sekuat hari jerit spoiler &lt;i&gt;"ALONG~! CHO BUNUH ORANG~"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku tak puas hati, tak dapat spoil part best, masuk bilik lagi, dan sambung menonton, Okay, actually the best part, is a fake. I made that up. It's a FAKE SPOILER so that bile beliau menonton, fikiran beliau akan tertumpu dengan info yang aku kasik tadi, and tertunggu-tunggu scene tersebut. OH! itu bukan pleasure menonton. TIDAK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be as annoying that I can. Aku call rumah aku, yep, My HOME. And guess who's port near to the telephone? My bro's. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Along : HELLO?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aku : ALONG, CHO BUNUH ORANG~!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*hang up*&lt;/i&gt; HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it guys, If you guys HATE spoilers too, then don't spoil it to others. Bet you know how they feels, right? And, even if you LOVE spoiler alert, err, just keep it to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Sekarang, beliau still ahead, because aku salu bangun tengahari *ish ish ish* and beliau spend waktu aku tido dengan topup episode-episode. SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari ni beliau datang, konon nak spoiler, tapi aku cakap&lt;b&gt;, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Aku tengok habis dah, bluweek! dengan season 3 sekali, Aku je ade season 3, Long~"&lt;/b&gt; *aku tipu, hehe, biar beliau rase takut, takut aku spoil*&lt;/i&gt; HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi, kantoi, beliau konon nak discuss about the last episode,&lt;i&gt; *SHOOT, the last episode is always the best one*&lt;/i&gt; Then I stopped him, and ugut, kalau he intends to spoil me, aku tanak kasik season 3. HAHAHA! Shut him mouth right there! I'm good at blackmailing I think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-1214553419050360755?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/1214553419050360755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=1214553419050360755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/1214553419050360755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/1214553419050360755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/10/spoiler-alerts.html' title='SPOILER ALERTS'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TMLZvHDBf0I/AAAAAAAAAxg/sw8tBkUMk0M/s72-c/timkang_thementalist01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-9050239170210237478</id><published>2010-10-21T19:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T19:38:51.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE MENTALIST</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TMAgBaTuMwI/AAAAAAAAAxU/yZeV4G5YB8k/s1600/mentalist.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TMAgBaTuMwI/AAAAAAAAAxU/yZeV4G5YB8k/s320/mentalist.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Mentalist, Yes. Baru nak layan. Tawu tawu, korunk nak cakap macam tuh, Tapi. Get this, Aku penah attempt tu download the series while it aired 12 episodes of season 1. Pikir-pikir, "Macam sempat je nak catch uh, series baru ni" &amp;nbsp;bermonolog dalaman disitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Download satu episode, mintak restu ngan kakak aku whether this series is worth downloading or not, she said, "NO".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEASH. The big ass NO there. So, I say, this is her fault that I was left-out 2 seasons of it. No worry. I catch it up right away, thanks to Miera exactly. And now, I downloaded the 3rd season which was still airing. Great, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon Baker, you'd probably known him from, The Guardian? Or ade sape-sape watch "Smith"? Gosh, I need that series so badly. He's character in The Mentalist, is so interesting, I like it.&amp;nbsp;OH! couldn't help myself falling for Agent Cho, and Agent Rigsby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TMAiERWE7VI/AAAAAAAAAxY/zO5kBVk5V3A/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; display: inline !important; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TMAiERWE7VI/AAAAAAAAAxY/zO5kBVk5V3A/s1600/images.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Agent Cho, I know I know. You noticed the Korean look. But that's not it. Beliau sangat cool dalam series ni. WAH! I'm struck by the love cupid ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TMAiFpX2YgI/AAAAAAAAAxc/wFCz54LOMNk/s1600/owain-yeoman-375x500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TMAiFpX2YgI/AAAAAAAAAxc/wFCz54LOMNk/s320/owain-yeoman-375x500.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I know you can guess by now, This is Agent Rigsby. I couldn't help but noticed he kinda looks like BUZZ LIGHTYEAR. HAHA. Dengan badan tegap macam tuh, definitely, kalau ade Toy Story Live Action, he's up for the part. Seriously. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to say no more. But, currently addicted to this series. As always.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-9050239170210237478?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/9050239170210237478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=9050239170210237478&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/9050239170210237478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/9050239170210237478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/10/mentalist.html' title='THE MENTALIST'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TMAgBaTuMwI/AAAAAAAAAxU/yZeV4G5YB8k/s72-c/mentalist.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-6079612878223260478</id><published>2010-10-20T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T22:51:10.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW LOOK :)</title><content type='html'>So how? jealous much? &lt;i&gt;*ayat dalam cougar town*&lt;/i&gt; Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay Okay, I know the complaint ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;"Blog template ni berat sangat, banyak mende nak kene load..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ye, ye, tapi, aku satisfied. I like it. And, swear that malas nak tuka dah. Haha. Anyway, I get you wanted, Syela &lt;i&gt;*yes, I know it was you who commented as guess on the shout box* &lt;/i&gt;the 'Like' button.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certain people might say, &lt;i&gt;"Alah, senang je nak letak 'Like' button tuh, kecoh"&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Tapi... look at my blog template la derr, bukan nye the whole page for the whole posts, kene click 'Read more' ala-ala magazine punye sites. Kinda my style if you noticed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, bile try nak letak macam orang laen, which is under the post, kinda bizarred that way, look like something wrong, the 'Like' button is all over the place dude. It was a mess. So, I have to googled up, and took me the whole evening to fix it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go through the HTML shit things, and play along a lil bit try and error. And, Viola~! Just what I needed. I put &amp;nbsp;it right after the post title so it wont mess up the whole thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fheww! Terpakse private jap. Alah, tanak la orang tengok blog terabur, MALU. hurm, pikir-pikir balik, takkan ade pulak orang yang rajen nak datang tengok blog I&lt;i&gt; *sadis*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The slider thingy up there, is kinda the toughest thing I had to edited. Yes, it comes with the template, but the contains is what I'm talking about. Takes a lil bit some time there. And, other than that.. is kinda what I had spiced up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question is, should I put the nuffnang thingy? &lt;i&gt;*basically, I ask Farah this one*&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To speak of the truth, I had ONCE put the nuffnang on my page, that doesn't last long. I hate it. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other disadvantage of this blog template is, it needed to be pictures on every posts. And it must be in landscape state, otherwise, it would look like, what they say, awful stretched pictures. *Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I like it. Feel like lying down my bed with full satisfaction. Hoh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnye la kan, nak kene edit banyak lagi ni kat blog ni, tapi, tape la, cukup la setakat ni dulu. Previous pages, needed to fill up with some pictures, and those fancy clickable button above the search box needed to be edited nd photoshoped with something else. ARGH! A lot of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you, click the 'Like' button as a sign that you loved the new look?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-6079612878223260478?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/6079612878223260478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=6079612878223260478&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/6079612878223260478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/6079612878223260478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-look.html' title='NEW LOOK :)'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-4285173517151180722</id><published>2010-10-18T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:26:09.210+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAMILY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM'/><title type='text'>TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE</title><content type='html'>Kadang-kandang&lt;i&gt; *kadang*&lt;/i&gt;, orang akan menyatakan apa sahaja untuk membuat hati seseorang itu gembira. Yes. Aku pon kadang-kadang did the same. Tapi, apabila sesuatu kenyataan itu terlalu perfect, sehingga tiada cacat celanya, mungkin satu kemusykilan timbul di minda.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. Stop berkias Nurul Ain. Hit it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku teringat, zaman aku kanak-kanak ribena lagi. Well, aku dan Yuta&lt;i&gt; *abg Yura*&lt;/i&gt; ibarat, kawan rapat. Always share things. Walopon aku selalu bersikap kejam terhadap beliau, tapi, beliau still anggap aku kawan dan kakak beliau. Katanya ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yuta rase, Kak Yu sorang je yang anggap Yuta adek-beradek kat sini.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You should know, he's adopted, as well as Yura. &lt;i&gt;*Long story, get back to that late&lt;/i&gt;r* Aku teringat nak tulis ni sebab ape? Sebab tadi aku pegi Mydin. &lt;i&gt;*err....*&lt;/i&gt; Let's cut to the chase.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yuta salu cerita, die ade kawan. Mix omputeh. Irvan ke Irwan something like that. Seems like, Irvan ni ade abang, namenye Steve. Steve Muhammad. Die cakap, Irvan ni, matanya biru, ramai budak-budak pompuan minat kat beliau. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku dalam hati cakap ;&lt;i&gt; *Cis, kau mix, kene kawan ngan mix jugak ke? Ciz*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Notice the two foreign names , Yuta n Yura, you should assume it now that they're mix Japanese)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, berbalik kepada cerita-ceritu tadi. Nak dijadikan cerita, Kakak I amek SPM, Mak I nak temankan beliau kat Kota Bharu nuh. Err.. Maahad Muhammadi Lilbanat. Sewa rumah kat sana, then aku pon join sekali. Ade satu minggu tu, Yuta tinggal sorang-sorang kat umah&lt;i&gt; *Mebi*&lt;/i&gt; kes ayah aku and Yura datang lawat kat KB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yuta told me that, his so-callled friend, Irvan, datang umah, dengan abang beliau. Steve. Steve jalan-jalan sikit dalam rumah, then konon-konon tanye la pasal adek beradek Yuta ni. Yuta stated, aku ni tembam-tembam, gemuk la senang cerita. Then, Steve cakap, beliau tak suke pompuan kurus, and me, is kinda his type. &lt;i&gt;*ceywah*&lt;/i&gt; Time Yuta cerita tuh, aku pikir, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Seronok gilerrr kalau dapat pakwe kacuk mat salleh ni"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku wat muke kerek, macam not interested la konon, CIS. Then, kononnye, Steve kirim salam la kat aku. Wah. Aku macam tanak pandang dah orang laen, nak tunggu Steve je la kalau macam ni. And tiap-tiap hari die balik dari sekolah, update aku ngan cerita Steve beliau. But who's to say, aku tak penah tengok pon Steve ni. Hanya mampu membayangkan mukenye yang bak kate Yuta, macam Jamie Oliver.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tup-tup, cerita Steve ni, senyap macam tu je, tade dengar khabar la kan. Then, I wonder, was all that stuff, are just something he made up? But, what's the point? Haa... there it is. Maybe, he loves watching me foolishly believed in him, and kinda fun to fool me that way, OR, he just wanted to make me feel less worried about not having a boyfriend or me having thoughts about not being good or pretty enough to have someone crush on me? Maybe. To put it in simple words, to increase my self-esteem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pikir-pikir balik, Takkan lah! Budak tuh? Nak jaga hati aku? No way lah. He's too UNMATURED to be thinking that way. So, it must be the first choice, Happy to see that I eat all the crap he fed me. SHIT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Note that, he's now back to his real parents, coz according to him, he hated it here* *again, long story, have some time, we chit-chat yeh.*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Satu lagi cerita yang probably, aku tangkap terus macam made up, coz it was such an obviously, a made up story... but, it could be real. &lt;i&gt;*who knows*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Abang yang kerja kat Mydin tuh, salu tanya pasal Kak Yu"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Abang mane pulak ni? Hurm, menurut beliau, Abg tuh, mata nye hazel, puteh-puteh, but then, tangan kudung.... (???) Errr... HELLO? But guna tangan palsu. ISH. Ape ni? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. Sebab tu lah, tadi aku pegi Mydin, aku duk usha mamat mane-mane yang mata hazel, puteh-puteh, and.... tangan kudung. Syirik gila aku. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is very thoughtful of someone to lie and made up stories just to make somebody smiling. But, you don't go too far, you might be playing with the feelings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;**Honestly, I eat those crap he told. Pretty obvious that I'm such a lonely girl there. Until now, I kinda hope those little fairy tales he created, is true. Haha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;***But, I don't know for sure whether he's telling the truth or not. Too good to be true, too soon to tell that it's not ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-4285173517151180722?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/4285173517151180722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=4285173517151180722&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/4285173517151180722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/4285173517151180722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/10/too-good-to-be-true.html' title='TOO GOOD TO BE TRUE'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-6736456288934360496</id><published>2010-10-18T15:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:26:09.211+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAMILY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM'/><title type='text'>BOSAN AH...</title><content type='html'>Tatau nak buat ape. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nak tumpang main masak-masak dengan Yura and the gang, Malu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nak tolong mak kat dapur masak betul-betul... Malas.&lt;i&gt; *Anak tak gune*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nak main-main ngan kucing bunting... Calar balar la jawap nye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So.. Ape lagi yang aku mampu? Tengok movies la. Ulang balik segala cerita yang dah tengok 200 kali, mahu naek gile aku karang. Haih~.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-6736456288934360496?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/6736456288934360496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=6736456288934360496&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/6736456288934360496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/6736456288934360496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/10/bosan-ah.html' title='BOSAN AH...'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-3268316256559001030</id><published>2010-10-17T15:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:23:54.185+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='432'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRIENDS'/><title type='text'>YANA THE NEW ARRIVAL</title><content type='html'>Mari la mari, mari saye nak tules pasal you kat sini. DEDICATED~&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Name nya, Yana. HAHA. maybe sebab aku tak sure name penuh beliau, tapi, name facebook beliau, Liyana Al-Bakry. Aku tak penah tengok IC beliau, maybe that's why. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sejurus itu, kamu juga pasti tahu, bahawa aku ni tengah menjinak-jinakkan diri dengan beliau. She just came into my life, OUR life. She's brand new, she's the NEW ARRIVAL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup, macam kat shopping complex tuh, kalo barang-barang new arrival, sure letak kat depan sekali, biar sume nampak, then, tade less pulak tuh, mahal. Nak sentuh pon tak berani. huhu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi, yang sure nye, New Arrival always gets the attention, people like to try that on. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mule-mule atau speaking english ; The first time I saw her is when I'm about to go out with Miera. Rasenye nak teman Miera naik bas kat Stesyen Putra kot. Nampak beliau dengan mata besau beliau tuh, aku dah judge awal-awal, beliau ni macam sombong je. Ntah la. People said, you can't really count on a first impression. Well, they say it well, She was nothing like I thought she is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ape yang aku suke sangat pasal beliau? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beliau GILE movies. I LIKE! Beliau tonton dengan penuh commitment, passionate, dan err, attention. I like the enthusiasm. Syabas Yana! Memang ape-ape pon, suke nak tengok movies dengan beliau. Beliau suke nak bertanyekan soalan yang kadang-kadang tak munasabah dan memeningkan kepala time menonton movies, agak annoying, tapi, I kinda did the same, unconsciously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's a fun person, suke main game, but kinda sucks at it&lt;i&gt;. *aku pon sucks, but, orang tak kutuk aku pon, HAHA* &lt;/i&gt;Sume tanak kasik Yana sambong game yang dorunk tengah main, haha. Especially Miera and Farah. Syela due kali lime je ngan Yana. Kahkah. Ape-ape pon, terima kasih Yana kerana mengsupply-kan kami game yang tidak putus-putus. HUHU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beliau anak bongsu *high-five!* daripada 3 adek beradek. Ade kakak and abang. Err, kakak beliau sekarang dekat Jepon, seronok je. Nak mintak tolong kakak beliau check harga Cheki kat sane. huhu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is one fun fact, Beliau GILE Justin Bieber. HAHA. Get this, Yana, aku follow Justin Bieber kot kat Twitter, time tu aku tak kenal pon sape Bieber, Haha. And Yana, aku ade live show Bieber kat MTV VMA arituh, kau maybe dah tengok, tapi, saje je nak bagitau kau. HAHA. Excited tak? GILA KAU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kitorang or maybe aku je, salu je nak kutuk Bieber depan Yana. Haha. Farah kutuk Bieber, cakap suare beliau macam pompuan, Aku pulak, cukup  sure yang nanti Bieber besar, sore tak sedap. Miera and Syela just get along je. huhu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beliau ni bermuscle (?) Huh? haha. Bukan muscle macam laki tuh, six-pack ke hape, tapi tak berlemak cam aku. HAHA. Aku salu stick-a-fork beliau.&lt;i&gt; *Macam omputeh nak cek ayam turkey mereka masak ke tak, stick-a-fork la*&lt;/i&gt; Alasan beliau&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;, "Yana tiap-tiap hari naik bukit la, kelas kat block E. That's why."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Hurm, terpakse ikut jejak langkah beliau kalau nak keep fit. Hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep this in mind, &lt;i&gt;BELIAU DAH BERPUNYE&lt;/i&gt;. Baikkkk punye! haha. &lt;i&gt;*Basically, aku je yang single dalam group ni...even Syela pon ade scandal, isk isk* &lt;/i&gt;Kalaw ko kawen tak ajak aku, Yana, siap la kau! aku jadi bini kedue laki kau baru kau tahu! Haha. Oh tak, aku tarek balik kata-kata tuh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Persetankan ape yang Syela kata, &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;KAU MEMANG LAWAK, YANA!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;*Yeah! isu 'Yana tak lawak' lagi*&lt;/i&gt; Be prepared, Isu ni akan berlarutan, maybe sampai isu laen yang best datang. So, Yana, kerja kau sekarang, create isu laen, YES! tapi jangan tentang aku pulak, tentang Syela kay. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beliau seorang yang rendah diri. Humble kalaw ompuwtes cakap. Beliau mengaku beliau tak reti English, tapi sape je reti? Ompuwtes la reti. Tapi beliau tak takut untuk mencube. Kadang-kadang ade manusia yang bitchy-bitch nak correct grandmother beliau, sape tak bengang? Err...Grandmother as is, Grammar. Haha. Ilek Yana, aku saje-je nak ungkit pasal ni, coz this event makes me learn a little bit of who you are. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ni, sume orang pon tau, Beliau seorang yang pemurah. Salu nak hulurkan duet tolong bayarkan untuk kitorang something-something, mostly kalau pegi pasar same-same. Patu kitorang end-up berhutang dengan beliau, ntah berape ringgit and berape kali ntah. Beliau merupakan Ah Long. HAHA. Or more like, Banker. Banyak duet beliau, tade pulak dengar cerita beliau merungut tade duet. Then again, Humble. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalau maen Monopoly, beliau adalah banker yang bertauliah. HAHA. Ade bakat untuk jadi banker ... errr... Muamalat kot. kihkih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's a crier. Bukan crier yang manje sampai rase nak sepak muke beliau biar teraburan gigi tuh, bukan. She's so honest dan berhati lembut, alah, biaselah, nangis-nangis ni, aku je yang belagak keras. Cit. Tapi, kalo beliau nangis, it will come in package, which is Miera and Syela. Macam beli satu percuma 2. kihkih. Hati beliau bertiga connected, as if they are made for each other. Aku? ngan Farah? No, kitorang keras. On certain occasion je kitorang nanges sesame, err, last time I remember... err... Tengok video Haru-Haru? Hahaha. You must be kidding me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, here comes the last part ; the jiwang konon part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yana, tak banyak untuk aku coretkan, aku pulak tak reti sangat nak berjiwang ngan kau, tapi, you should know, you're the best, yet, from all the people who tries to get in our group. Yeah, they all been cut out, or cut them selves out. I don't know. Some people are just don't get along, like you did. And now, you're like the glue who holds us together, you're the pusher who push us to do things that we rarely do. You're the adventure. We are glad to have you here with us. It would be a great pleasure if you could stay long with us. Welcome to the club yo~!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-3268316256559001030?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/3268316256559001030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=3268316256559001030&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/3268316256559001030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/3268316256559001030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/10/yana-new-arrival.html' title='YANA THE NEW ARRIVAL'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-5393354372016771217</id><published>2010-10-17T15:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:20:37.261+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM'/><title type='text'>SWEET ~</title><content type='html'>Just came across a blog, which is so sweet that she recorded every single detail of her daughter since the moment she began to breathe in this world. To put in s simple words, pictures of her daughter, and recorded how old is she that time, like in details ; 2 years, 7 months and 3 days.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aww, that blog would be a very great present for her daughter on her 18th birthday. I'm thinking of making the exact thing for my baby, :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://joannahristova.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Check it out, yo~! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-5393354372016771217?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/5393354372016771217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=5393354372016771217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/5393354372016771217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/5393354372016771217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/10/sweet.html' title='SWEET ~'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-7934764921511272160</id><published>2010-10-17T14:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:21:53.993+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM'/><title type='text'>NAK KATE BONGOK, TAPI....</title><content type='html'>Tengah menonton Danny Phantom kat TV9 dengan Yura *&lt;i&gt;Ok, flash news, aku minat Danny Phantom*&lt;/i&gt; , tengok pa&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Italic" border="0" class="gl_italic" /&gt;rt yang Danny and the gang boleh pegi ke alam dan zaman lain menggunakan Infi-Map. &lt;i&gt;*That's it, I'm a nerd*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time tuh, Danny tengah pegi ke tahun 1952,(?) Tetibe, Yura bersuare,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;Yura : Kakyu , Sembilan belas lime puloh due wujud ke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Aku : . . . . . . Mu... bodo op?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ta-daah~ Nak kate ape?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-7934764921511272160?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/7934764921511272160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=7934764921511272160&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/7934764921511272160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/7934764921511272160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/10/nak-kate-bongok-tapi.html' title='NAK KATE BONGOK, TAPI....'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-4305369746480971373</id><published>2010-10-15T18:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:26:41.218+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PISSED OFF'/><title type='text'>WHY?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; Yeah, I do think that responsibility is a way to prepare and to let them know that you're always be there when they needed you, but, with all do respect, I think 'Respect' is the best way to prepare before meeting your roommate. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;To put you in a situation, this is the first time in your life that you're gonna be living in a hostel/dorm with a/roommates, the second you walk right into the room, you spotted your roommate. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;DO you know her name yet? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;DO you know where she lives?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;DO you owe a responsibility on her? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The answer is NO. You barely know her, and she's like, a stranger to you. A stranger who about to become a very close person for you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;What do we actually owe a stranger? RESPECT.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;And with respect there comes open-minded and responsible.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;As the question asked, which is the best way to prepa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;re yourself before living with a roommate, I say, Respect her and her privacy. That should &lt;/i&gt;do &lt;i&gt;it &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, the question is, WHY WHY WHY can't I just say that? It's clearly in my mind, but I couldn't utter a word of it, NONE. I just sit my ass there and zipped my big fat lips. SHIT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, MUET, you're killing me. I think I'm going down this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-4305369746480971373?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/4305369746480971373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=4305369746480971373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/4305369746480971373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/4305369746480971373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/10/why.html' title='WHY?'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-1805863258641281460</id><published>2010-10-08T21:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:23:54.186+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='432'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRIENDS'/><title type='text'>SHE IS FARAH</title><content type='html'>I owe her a post, and here I am. &lt;i&gt;*cracks fingers, loosen up muscles* &lt;/i&gt;I'm ready!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Farah. Nama ini tidak asing lagi bagi kamu semua, iaitu, pembaca blog saye. Walapon saye tahu, cume 2-3 cebis manusia sahaja yang membace, tapi, at least, saye adelah pembaca setia blog ini. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Buat ape nak cerita pasal si Farah ni? Bukan ke dah banyak sangat post kau yang berceritakan tentang beliau?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cet! Itu lain la bro! This time, the post is all about her.&lt;i&gt; *tade la ALL, mati aku nak cerita semua* *GILA KAU -- bak kate Yana*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Farah Nur Zahiyah, name diberi. Die ni bukan orang melayu. Indon maybe, tak pun siam, tade sikit pon darah melayu. Sume cilok sana sikit, sini sikit and PUFF!! Jadi lah Cococrunch! Ahaakz~ melawak la pulak aku. ihik ^__^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beliau adalah selaku roomate saye yang baru sahaja mendapat keahlian yang sah 2 sem yang lepas. Sem-sem yang sebelum ini, beliau adelah seorang pendatang asing, bersama rakan sejawat beliau, Miera. Al-maklum lah, dah terang tang-tang Indon. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beliau...&lt;i&gt; *ehem* &lt;/i&gt;cute. Boleh la tahan. &lt;i&gt;*hahaha*&lt;/i&gt; sehinggakan 2-3 lelaki tergila-gilakan beliau. Musykil aku. Rase nye beliau ada ilmu guna-guna. Ish ish ish. Walau bagaimanapun, cuma seorang lelaki yang bertahta dihati beliau. &lt;i&gt;*ceywaah~* *Too bad you guys, she's taken~!*.&lt;/i&gt; Dengan berkat sumpahan aku, beliau in a relationship dengan jejaka pujaan hatinya mempacai umur setahun lebih. &lt;i&gt;*perasan gile aku yang satukan mereka*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Personality beliau,&lt;i&gt; *hurmm...* &lt;/i&gt;Mari kita mulakan dengan yang positive. Of course la beliau ni baik hati. Kalo busuk hati, tadenye pulak die pass masuk dalam entry blog aku ni. Next is, beliau seorang yang banyak cakap. First impression aku terhadap beliau, mase aku tengok die cakap tak henti-henti. Tak sampai 2 saat pon die berhenti cakap. Buat aku runsing kalau-kalau jaw die tu bakal loosen up, then, jatuh atas lantai. Aku seraya berkata &lt;i&gt;"Uiiih~ Tak letih ke mulut hang bercakap?~"&lt;/i&gt; ... Or sumthing like that. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku&lt;i&gt; *ehem*&lt;/i&gt; terharu, coz dengan aku perangai yang ego dan kononnye dingin, tak amek kesah hal orang laen melaenkan diri aku sendiri ni, beliau step up and cakap beliau nak duduk ngan aku je. Even I, myself, don't want to befriend with me. But she just did. Beliau cakap&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;"Farah tanak sebilik ngan orang laen, nak ngan Kakain je" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And finally, she got it what she wished for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the start, I never thought I could be a good friend to her. But now, we are more like sisters. And of course, a good friend. She's more like Yura, but better. HAHA. Tu lah yang aku salu cakap kat die. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Memang pernyataan beliau itu betul, beliau memang suke sangat nak berkepit bawah ketiak aku, err.. bukan literally ye, tapi, everywhere I goes, there she is. Kadang-kadang rase annoyed gak,&lt;i&gt; *HAHAHA*&lt;/i&gt; tapi, that annoying person lah yang aku live with every single day, the person who helped me with some sort of heartbroken, the one who help me studying *&lt;i&gt;sometimes*&lt;/i&gt; and the one who praises me without hesitation. HAHA. Budak ni memang sincere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beliau superb lawak. Rase cam nak ketuk kepala beliau dekat dinding. Otak beliau amat geliga ..... dalam bab nak mengenakan orang. Especially, Syela. And aku jugak. Mulot dan otak die tu, laju je carik idea nak buat orang marah. &lt;i&gt;Dugong, Gemok, Besar, Pendek, &lt;/i&gt;anything leads to fatness, sume kasik kat aku. Dah boleh jadik Kamus Dewan Bahasa dah. Tapi, setiap kali beliau keluarkan ayat-ayat tersebut, tiap kali tu lah, aku akan belasah beliau. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi, still, tak serik-serik lagi. Nak kene betul budak ni. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku pon takde kurang nye. Aku pon ade gak &lt;i&gt;'pet name'&lt;/i&gt; untuk beliau. Salah satu pet name yang aku cipta untuk beliau ialah, MUKE MEMBAZER. Kenape? Sebab segala apa yang bertahta diatas muke beliau, contohnye , Mata mulut dan hidung, sume nye kecik-kecik, tapi mukenye besar. So, space banyak terlebih, so, membazer. HAHA. Tapi, aku dah stop mengata die dah, setahun yang lalu, cume sekarang, orang laen yang sambong legacy aku. KAHKAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kan aku cakap, die macam Yura, die suke tiru aku. Especially mende yang burok-burok. Nanti, kalo orang salahkan die, die akan cakap, &lt;i&gt;"Ni belajar ngan Kakain la ni"&lt;/i&gt;. Aku jugak yang kene. Aku aja mende baik-baik tade pulak nak ikut. &lt;i&gt;*ade ke aku aja mende baek?*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku surrender, aku takleh nak puji beliau sangat, HAHA. That's not my style. Jatuh la ego aku kalo aku puji beliau. Tapi, by any chance aku puji die, tu kire betul la tuh, precious the words I said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku mostly akan puji beliau time mood baek, or bile tak pakai spek. KAHKAH. Selalu nye beliau akan expect pujian baik-baik dari aku bile aku tak pakai spek. Or aku sengaja tak pakai spek supaye die tatau am I being honest or not. KIHKIH. I'm not much into expressing myself. hihi. Tapi aku tak tipu, kalo aku cakap tu, betul la. Jangan question banyak-banyak, or I take back my words. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Raja Lawak, Spontan, semua die nak langgan. Then otak pon tak ubah macam program-program tersebut. Mungkin inilah salah satu sebab Mak Ayah aku tak kasik beli Astro. HAHA. Kalo aku kaye, aku buat satu program untuk beliau kat Astro, semoga beliau berjaya kongsi otak masuk air beliau dengan semua orang. Farah, bawak-bawak la menonton National Geographic pulak ye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku mule-mule ingatkan nak nak tulis post ni tanpa huruf B, macam keyboard laptop beliau yang mana huruf B unfunctioning. Keh keh. Tapi, ape kan daya, laptop aku huruf B nye sihat sahaja. HAHA. Seronok nye make fun of her. Rase nak gelak puas-puas! MUAHAHAHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Farah,  sorry if this post is not as much as you expected. Hehe. I know the one I wrote for Syela is tremendously good. But, we are not like that. Hehe.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;I know I always being mean to you, as much as you do too, but, we both know that we actually meant the opposite. Thank you for never gaving up on me. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;To be honest, I do hate you sometimes, but only b'coz I love you. Not in any way I would regret this friendship, because this is one of the best I ever had. Hopefully, the best for you too. Till then, XOXO.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-1805863258641281460?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/1805863258641281460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=1805863258641281460&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/1805863258641281460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/1805863258641281460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/10/she-is-farah.html' title='SHE IS FARAH'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-7919903140438874192</id><published>2010-10-06T04:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:21:53.994+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRIENDS'/><title type='text'>STATUS?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saudari&lt;/b&gt; is in a relationship with&lt;b&gt; Saudara&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Ish, minah ni? Dulu bowlowks je kat skola, ade boyfriend dah??"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everybody's having their own love life. What's left for me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku pon naek risau dah ni. Am I not good enough? Or I just didn't care that much? I choose the second one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;True. Either aku tak kesah sume ni, atau, aku takut dengan commitment. Low self-esteem? Maybe, but all I can say, having no feeling at anybody makes me feel at ease most of the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I like being single. No double trouble what-so-ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when the time comes, I'm gonna make it special and hopefully, stay for the rest of my life. Isn't that sweet?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-7919903140438874192?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/7919903140438874192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=7919903140438874192&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/7919903140438874192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/7919903140438874192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/10/status.html' title='STATUS?'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-8829095089663382794</id><published>2010-10-06T03:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:21:53.994+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRIENDS'/><title type='text'>DEDICATING POSTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sekarang dah jadi macam style kitorang pulak, dedicating post to one another. I'm done dedicating one out of four. Syela is the lucky first one. Writing a post to her takes me hours to come up with ideas. I need to warm-up a lil bit before I go posting another one, for Farah.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Diorang pon post untuk aku gak. Syela, Farah, Yana, and soon to be Mira. Mira case, kitorang akan paksa beliau, to be fair and square. Everybody got one, no one is leaving behind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;KALIAN. Terima kasih atas post-post anda. I appreciate it and like it so much. Gracias mucho~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-8829095089663382794?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/8829095089663382794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=8829095089663382794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/8829095089663382794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/8829095089663382794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/10/dedicating-posts.html' title='DEDICATING POSTS'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-7270909062993473288</id><published>2010-10-05T18:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:21:53.995+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRIENDS'/><title type='text'>KENAPA GARAM?</title><content type='html'>Semalam chatting ngan roomate sejati, Farah. Pukul 2-3 pagi agaknye. Tak perasan jam pukul berapa. Tapi yang pasti, ntah ape yang aku nasihatkan beliau ntah, sehinggakan beliau seraya berkata ;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aku :&lt;/b&gt; take a rest lah, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;before things go worse&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Farah :&lt;/b&gt; emm, baiklah kak, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;saye denga nasihat owg yg lebih lame makan garam, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;huhu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aku :&lt;/b&gt; saye tak suke garam, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;gule la&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Farah :&lt;/b&gt; hahaha. taleh pilih2 la,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; garam still garam&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aku :&lt;/b&gt; gula-gula ke?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; candy?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; choc?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; vanila?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; kenape mesti garam????&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; susu la best,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;i minum susu dulu dari you taw.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Farah :&lt;/b&gt; ntahla. tanye la owg2 lame dulu.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;dowg yg wat phrases tuh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Diorang yang buat phrases tu?? Memang sah! Orang dulu-dulu memang suke buat phrases ikut suke hati mereka. Oleh kerana mereka terlebih makan garam, mereka buat phrases macam tuh. &lt;i&gt;INI TIDAK ADIL!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. Melampau betul aku ni. Penuh dramatik. Let's think about it, memang betul aku tua dari Farah, what's the prove that aku makan garam dulu dari beliau? Mana la tau zaman mak aku lahirkan aku tu, mak aku asyik tertuka garam dengan gula, last-last, 2-3 tahun kemudian baru beliau sedar yang selama ini yang disangkakan garam rupanya gula?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And mak Farah pulak, beliau memang expert dalam masakan thai, and lahir-lahir je Farah trus dy kasik Farah rasa resipi teragung beliau. &lt;i&gt;*this is obviously fake story, but no one can predict. HAHA*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, apa yang paling obvious yang aku makan dulu dari Farah? Susu. More specifically, susu badan. Kenapa tak amek benda obvious mcm tu? instead, pegi cakap garam. Mane ade orang makan garam. I mean, garam semata-mata. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. Enough babbling Nuyu, kalau dah tak reti masak tuh, mengaku je la. Jangan nak salahkan orang dulu-dulu dengan theori peribahasa diorang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-7270909062993473288?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/7270909062993473288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=7270909062993473288&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/7270909062993473288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/7270909062993473288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/10/kenapa-garam.html' title='KENAPA GARAM?'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-5223484333331034906</id><published>2010-10-04T19:08:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:23:54.187+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='432'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRIENDS'/><title type='text'>MEET THE SYELA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Tak leh blah title post, macam title movie 'Meet The Parents' pulak. Hurmmm... SYELA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Syela&lt;/span&gt;, Syela,&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Syela,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Syela&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Syela.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Where should I begin? &lt;i&gt;*Usap2 janggot, garu kepala tak gatal, tipping fingers atas body laptop, dah bunyik cam lagu We Will Rock You dah*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The question that been haunting me is, WHERE SHOULD I BEGIN?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok. Of course la, from the top. Tgk la atas. Ade ape? Ok. Tak lawak la pulak. Izinkan saye menutup mukeku yang malu ini dengan kuali.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's cut to the chase shall we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The subject ;&lt;/b&gt; Shahidah Nusailah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Recent subject's activity ;&lt;/b&gt; Tagging all of her friends to look at her Facebook wall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Recent subject's contact ; &lt;/b&gt;Abg Fcuk. The reason why she tagged her friends ,annoyingly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Recent blogpost ;&lt;/b&gt; A false entry about subject's friend, Yana, being an artist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Subject's last seen ;&lt;/b&gt; 30th September, 11.00 a.m, 432KC. Where she left me...alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Jangan cuak Syela. I tak marah you tinggal I. I know the reasons and if this to make you feel any better, I don't need you there. HAHAHA&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough crapping Nurul 'Ain. Story Mory ler.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Syela. Beliau dahulu kala nya adalah sebuah roomate saye. SEBUAH ke? ok, I always messed up the penjodoh bilangan. Biasalah, &lt;i&gt;I kawn owrang puwtes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Menurut blog beliau yang bercoretkan kisah tetang aku, katanya, beliau first time jumpe aku, beliau takut sama aku, bukan kerana size tapi beliau gerun melihat kemewahan barang-barang aku. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku pula, first impression aku terhadap beliau ialah choker yang beliau pakai. Aku ingat minah ni sosial habes kat luar kes pakai chocker yang singgit satu tuh. Ntah-ntah merempit kot, who knows. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Balik-balik, aku spend time lame sikit dengan beliau, sesungguhnya beliau seorang yang tak tinggal solat. Cukup 5 waktu setiap hari. Aku takut kalau sebilik dengan orang yang jauh dengan Allah, at least with her, beliau selalu ingat-mengingati satu sama lain. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kadang-kadang perangai aku ni, aku takleh orang tegur. Kes aku rase, aku tau ape yang aku buat. Aku ego. Syela? Tak putus-putus tegur aku ape saje aku lupe. Annoying amat, but the truth is, I'm glad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1st time sambut Ramadhan kat CFSIIUM, 1st day of Ramadhan, aku spend alone. Si Syela ni bertapak kat Kota Damn, so, kerap lah beliau balik. Tapi, Bagosnye roomate ku ini, dy call kejutkan I sahur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time same-same puasa lak, beliau turun bawah around 5 a.m, belikan makanan untuk kitorang, as in, Farah, Miera, aku and untuk beliau sendiri - All by herself. And she kept on doing that for the whole Ramadhan I think. How nice is she? Brought up the 4 bungkus nasik up through the stairs? *&lt;i&gt;Err, tipu, lift ade je. Takla susah sangat. Kidding&lt;/i&gt;.* Tapi, have YOU done that to your friends? I'm guessing, no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Memang dari situ nampak macam kitorang buli beliau, tapi hakikat nya, tidak. Itu atas kerelaan hati budi beliau yang suci murni dan ikhlas amat. Heeee. Although lately kitorang macam dah pijak kepala sangat, taking advantage of her, but still she takes it very well. Walaupon a little bit aggressive dah sekarang, tapi, beliau laksanakan dengan &lt;i&gt;*hopefully*&lt;/i&gt; seikhlas hati.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kadang-kadang, rase keterlaluan la pulak, so, aku turun la jugak, sekali dengan beliau, sekali je, this recent Ramadhan. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Itu hal belikan makanan. Hal lain? Beliau adalah the reason why we ARE funny. Especially aku and Farah. Because she's funny, and we spiced it up and make it even more funnier. She herself is a living funny person. She never realizes it, cause she thought that we always make fun of her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Percaya lah, every single words yang keluar dari mulut beliau, bagaikan gabungan segala cerita lawak sedunia. Even more funnier, she didn't think that she's funny, and stressed that Yana is not funny too. Why is it anyone has to be NOT funny? I still didn't get her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Malaysia. I don't know who came up with that, but that usually refers to her. Beliau ni seorang yang humble. Maybe terlalu humble sampaikan isu discriminasi skin colour diperjuangkan sampai sekarang. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beliau berkulit hitam manis yang manis nye ala-ala Tyra Banks, tak pon Halle Berry. Mata beliau bulat dan cantek. Seriusly. Sampai suatu ketika, ade foreigner datang bilik aku, and describe her friend she was looking for is somehow an Indian Muslim, so I thought that the foreigner was looking for is Syela. My mistake, but the foreigner come to our room with only 2 people in there, who else I'm gonna assume?HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 Malaysia ditubuhkan untuk menyatu-padukan segala warna kulit dan isu cakap macam keling or cina or tambi, supaya tiada unsur kekasaran bahasa. Tetapi, beliau mendiscriminasikan 1 Malaysia juga. HAHA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kehumble-an beliau makin teserlah apabila certain-certain words are prohibited while talking with her, around her, or to her. Words that have been prohibit are highly classified that cannot be exposed here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beliau seorang yang unpredictable. Anda tidak dapat mengimajinasikan apa yang bakal beliau perkatakan. Malah, mungkin anda takut untuk menerima kata-kata yang beliau keluarkan. Seperti yang dicerita kan oleh Farah dalam blog beliau, bahawa Syela memecahkan suasana sunyi dengan sepotong ayat yang buat kami ketawa dengan aksi berguling-gulingan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Syela rasa Syela pandai main piano"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beliau berkata dengan riak muka yang serius dan terasa teruja dengan diri sendiri. Alasan beliau adalah jari-jemari beliau selalu bergerak-gerak ibarat menekan key-key pada piano. Kami tatkala menyambung lawak itu dengan berkata ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Farah : Ohh.. kalau macam tu, Farah rase Farah pandai memasak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku : Oh, Aku rase aku hacker. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kadang-kadang anda akan terase ingin memberi rasuah kepada beliau supaya jangan berkata-kata buat selamanya. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She's caring. She loves her friends so much as if we are like her own family. Takes a good care of us when one of us get sick, heartbroken, or melecet &lt;i&gt;*wakaka*&lt;/i&gt; and etc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku suke nak bermanja-manja dengan beliau. Nak suruh letak ubat kat tempat yang aku senirik boleh capai, suruh beliau mainkan rambut, know why? cause she doesn't mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalau nak cerita every detail about her, memang tak cukup satu post. Ni pon dah panjang aku membebel. Marah pulak pihak pembaca dan mungkin ada yang berkata seperti "Hakella, panjang la pulak minah ni tulis". Mungkin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sempena post aku yang ke-200, aku hadiahkan post ini kepada Shahidah Nusailah a.k.a Roomate, Friend, Family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kata-kata yang bakal aku taipkan ini mungkin amat berat sekali untuk aku perkatakan kerana egoku yang amat tinggi, tapi, there's nothing to loose if I'm just gonna say it once and really meant it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;SYELA. YOU WERE ALWAYS BEEN A GOOD FRIEND TO ME AND I SWEAR FOR ALL MY LIFE THAT I WILL NEVER FORGET YOU AND OUR MEMORIES TOGETHER. I LOVE YOU, AS I'VE ALWAYS BEEN.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-5223484333331034906?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/5223484333331034906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=5223484333331034906&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/5223484333331034906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/5223484333331034906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/10/meet-syela.html' title='MEET THE SYELA'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-628313853214519566</id><published>2010-10-04T18:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:20:37.262+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM'/><title type='text'>PISANG TWINS</title><content type='html'>OK, call me freak or daratan or ulu, tapi this is the first time aku jumpe pisang kembar. Aku tak sure 'pisang kembar' ni name commercial beliau atau tak. But since dah ade 2 pisang in one kulit, dah macam kembar siam dah pulak.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku dengan bangga nya makan pisang itu, slowly as I feel it goes down my throat. Aku excited sampai satu rumah aku jaja pisang uh tunjuk kat mak aku. Mak aku wat muke bosan je. Cis, nampak sangat beliau dah banyak kali jumpe dah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FINE. Aku siap snap gambar sebelum makan. HAHA. Comel lah aku ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time borak-borak sambil pegang pisang kembar pelik tuh, aku tanya mak aku dengan muke yang penuh curious ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Ma, by any chance, kalo kite makan pisang kembar ni, kite leh pregnant anak kembar? Jom kasik K.Mafa!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha. Tetibe terase diri ini bendul yang amat. Sekian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;p/s ; Aku wonder, tade pape lucky charm ke bad luck ke jumpa and makan pisang kembar eh? Mana la tawu, orang dulu-dulu memang creative dalam reka mereka cerita dongeng. Hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-628313853214519566?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/628313853214519566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=628313853214519566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/628313853214519566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/628313853214519566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/10/pisang-twins.html' title='PISANG TWINS'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-3825916787774860664</id><published>2010-10-03T23:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:27:14.779+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM'/><title type='text'>THE EMOTION</title><content type='html'>Ahh...yes. The emotion.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The emotion you held inside every second after someone has shows their disappointment of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You can't take it. You hate the way they look at you. But, all you can do is, smile a lil bit to coax your own feeling. Makes your heart think that every thing is gonna be okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Other that hateful looks, there's other pairs of eyes, that seems to look at you differently. They can feel how you feel. You know that t kind of look is the sympathy. You heart starts to burst. As if you needed the sympathy, but you don't want to loose face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the moment, you wish that you could fly high and leave the place that surrounds with the judging eyes quickly. Quickly and fast so that no one can see your face starts to change. You can run away, but somehow, you can't run from your own face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If only there's a reset button somewhere sitting in front of you. You'd be dying to push it, and wish to un-do things you've done. And this time, you wanted to do differently. Better. And wish nothing you could do worst. Ever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, Let's face it. Life isn't that perfect. All you gotta do is face the music. Take a deep breath and believe, that's you will find a way out of this. There's always answer to everything that happen. Have faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-3825916787774860664?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/3825916787774860664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=3825916787774860664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/3825916787774860664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/3825916787774860664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/10/emotion.html' title='THE EMOTION'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-8529618200476945722</id><published>2010-10-03T18:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:21:53.996+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM'/><title type='text'>HOME SWEET HOME</title><content type='html'>Lagi best kalau bontotku ini beralas kan carpet empuk. Tu lah, dari tadi mak suroh bentang carpet dalam bilik, aku tegar mengadap laptop dalam posisi separa duduk dan bangun acuh tak acuh.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sesampai je kat rumah, aku terpinga-pinga malah tercegat didepan pintu bilik apabila menyedari carpet dah tade dan bilik aku ibarat hutan belantara. Menurut inspector mak aku, beliau dalam process mengemas bilik ini sebelum berangkat ke 5 destinasi berlainan dalam 5 hari, tetapi, beliau gagal menyempurnakan process tersebut maka, TADAA~ tidur pagiku tiada bercadar. *Ceh! tade cadar pon lenastatic sampai petang.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sedar je aku dari tidur, aku digemparkan dengan berita bahawa seorang sahabat aku eksiden, dan seorang lagi berjaya memiliki sebuah blog.........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;THIS IS MADNESS!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sahabat 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nur Azmiera binti Abd. Aziz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tengahari tu si pakwe kepada Mira message aku, bertanyakan contact number family si Mira. Aku expect, si Mira ni majok and off phone lagi. Tup-tup, Faris cakap die dapat msg, cakap Mira eksiden. Aku try call mira, tadapat. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dah banyak clip video eksiden berputar dalam minda aku. Aku harap ni prank Mira je. Hopefully. Teringat pulak kesah arwah boyfriend kakak aku. Err.. seram.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, baru dapat msg dari Mira after a while. Beliau cakap, beliau OK je. Just a scratch orang putes kate. Fheww~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, sahabat 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shahidah Nusailah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beliau sudah mempunyai blog yang selama ini beliau impikan. Mission beliau ialah ingin mencoretkan segala tingkah laku kami terhadap beliau,&lt;i&gt; *maybe*&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Folks, note that, this is the other &lt;b&gt;MADNESS&lt;/b&gt; news for me today. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Setelah meninjau belog beliau, aku terpaku, malah gagal untuk mengangkat dagu ku yang mungkin ketika itu berlabuhan diatas lantai. BELIAU HEBAT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kata-kata yang penuh dengan kebenaran, ibarat tidak putus-putus anak panah menusuk ke jantung. Well, bukan aku yang diperkata beliau, itu Farah. But I know how she feels. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SYABAS, SYELA! Wa salute lu. Tatkala selepas itu, terasa ingin membakar, dan membuang abu blog aku kedalam sungai. Aku malu dengan diri sendiri yang sudah lame berblogging kalah kepada the first timer, Syela. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK. Aku harap tidak keterlaluan content blog aku kali ni. Sekian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-8529618200476945722?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/8529618200476945722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=8529618200476945722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/8529618200476945722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/8529618200476945722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/10/home-sweet-home.html' title='HOME SWEET HOME'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-6524168119888982984</id><published>2010-10-01T13:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:21:53.996+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM'/><title type='text'>CLICK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Banyak nye post aku hari ni... dah macam DBM la pulak. Sape? Tak perlu tau lah, hanya yang memahami je gets it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alah, bukan selalu pon aku update kan, huhu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aku lepak-lepak bace belog Nadiah Md. Noor tadi, terjumpa something yang menarik pulak. Maka, anda semua dijemput untuk meng-click link yang tertera dibawah :-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://fc01.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2010/201/c/0/Because_he_is_a_muslim____by_Nayzak.swf"&gt;*CLICK!*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Just something to share with you guys. Have fun :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-6524168119888982984?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/6524168119888982984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=6524168119888982984&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/6524168119888982984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/6524168119888982984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/10/click.html' title='CLICK'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-5624964105280941306</id><published>2010-10-01T12:29:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:27:53.097+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='STAR WORLD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM'/><title type='text'>SIAPA YANG MENANG NI?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pagi-pagi lagi aku dikejutkan dengan sebuah berita yang menarik, datangnye dr speaker phone aku, oh, itu kakak aku yang semangat call aku nak bagitau aku the news she saw on CNN tika beliau duk kat dalam gym.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Nuyu! Carik dalam Youtube Australia Next Top Model die saloh sebut name pemenang"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mata aku segar dan seraya berkata, &lt;i&gt;"IYE?! Kesian nyee...~"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sape-sape yang ade TV kat rumah, sure dah tau pasal citer ni. Australia Next Top Model announced the wrong winner. KAHKAH. Agak lawak and sympathy for the wrong one, Kelsey Martinovich, but she's taking it professionally.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi, tidak adil bagi feeling beliau yang melonjak kegembiraan disaat nama beliau diannouncekan sebagai Australia Next Top Model.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah Murdoch, the announcer, dengan yakin nye mengannounce Kelsey as the winner.Kelsey dah pon memberi ucapan terima kasih kepada setiap pelusuk manusia yang dia kenal, makcik kanteen asrama pon barang kali tersebut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TKVpldkd9LI/AAAAAAAAAxE/jgw5XEWBEas/s1600/a1-600x400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TKVpldkd9LI/AAAAAAAAAxE/jgw5XEWBEas/s400/a1-600x400.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522936610353444018" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beberapa minit kemudian, air muka beliau berubah, tangan nya menepuk2 dahi licin beliau&lt;i&gt; *ok, tipu*&lt;/i&gt; sambil berka&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;ta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; "I don't know what to say right now, I'm feeling a bit sick about this" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;sejurus kemudian, beliau memberitahu bahawa Amanda Ware is the real winner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TKVpbXyT50I/AAAAAAAAAw0/erRTPqp3ykQ/s1600/DIRT_ANTMFinale01_280910-39502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TKVpbXyT50I/AAAAAAAAAw0/erRTPqp3ykQ/s400/DIRT_ANTMFinale01_280910-39502.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522936437002200898" style="cursor: pointer; width: 385px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ni la Amanda Ware, I think it's pretty obvious that she's the winner right?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amanda ternganga dengan gaya yg kalo aku buat sure hudus, tapi beliau buat still cantek, dan menerima seadanya title ANTM dengan hati yang kurang pasti nak bersimpati ngan geng sebelah ke, nak enjoy the feeling of happiness? aish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EmagovzsaYs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EmagovzsaYs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sile lah tonton, dan gelak dengan sepuas hati atas kesilapan Sarah. Ok. Kejam. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apa-apa pon, Kelsey menerima wang pampasan malu dr pihak Foxtel yang berjumlah 25,ooo , dan flew to United State for Ellie New York Modelling agency.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TKVpbp4DMeI/AAAAAAAAAw8/ciTUDE5vzrw/s1600/amanda_6x4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TKVpbp4DMeI/AAAAAAAAAw8/ciTUDE5vzrw/s400/amanda_6x4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522936441858109922" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Manakala Amanda, the winner, still the winner, and Menang 20,000 cash, 8 muka surat Harper Bazaar, 25,000 Levi's Campaign, Kereta sebutir, and trip to New York. huhu. Hidup bahagia dan kenyang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Harper Bazaar nak kasik front page kat Kelsey, worth it la kan this accident, both pon populer satu dunie. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah yang kene blame for this incident, dah cleared out, that itu bukan salah die, salah crew-crew kat belakang tabir. Hurm. Kesian die, macam mane tido malam die eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-5624964105280941306?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/5624964105280941306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=5624964105280941306&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/5624964105280941306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/5624964105280941306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/10/siapa-yang-menang-ni.html' title='SIAPA YANG MENANG NI?'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TKVpldkd9LI/AAAAAAAAAxE/jgw5XEWBEas/s72-c/a1-600x400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-211759093648547034</id><published>2010-10-01T12:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:26:09.211+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAMILY'/><title type='text'>IT'S CONFIRMED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SHE'S PREGNANT!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Congratulation my sist-in-law! I wish you all the joy in the world and be blessed by Allah S.W.T. I'm gonna love that baby, hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TKVhwCqp3AI/AAAAAAAAAws/_tqYXxZVS2M/s1600/60871_437469494397_626859397_5193592_4296893_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TKVhwCqp3AI/AAAAAAAAAws/_tqYXxZVS2M/s400/60871_437469494397_626859397_5193592_4296893_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522927996017171458" style="cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;The soon to be , Mommy and Daddy, err while modelling the Crocs. hihi.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;p/s: My mom, my sist, they all know, I think I was the last. :(&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-211759093648547034?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/211759093648547034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=211759093648547034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/211759093648547034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/211759093648547034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/10/its-confirmed.html' title='IT&apos;S CONFIRMED!'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TKVhwCqp3AI/AAAAAAAAAws/_tqYXxZVS2M/s72-c/60871_437469494397_626859397_5193592_4296893_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-2060741948313145043</id><published>2010-10-01T04:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T03:46:22.895+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV SHOWS'/><title type='text'>MY GIRLFRIEND IS GUMIHO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TKTzBG7oAiI/AAAAAAAAAwk/tUIw87BgvuQ/s1600/my-girlfriend-is-a-gumiho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TKTzBG7oAiI/AAAAAAAAAwk/tUIw87BgvuQ/s400/my-girlfriend-is-a-gumiho.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522806243429188130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haaa... This is currently my latest obsession. Aku download semua episode dah, just sekarang tengah tunggu subtitle English from &lt;a href="http://withs2.com"&gt;withs2&lt;/a&gt; je. Subs baru published sampai episode 10, shoot, tak sabar rase nye. Tengah climax ni. Boleh je aku nak tengok tanpa subtitle &lt;i&gt;*kehkehkeh*&lt;/i&gt; belagak. Hihi. Subs German dah siap sampai episode 13 dah. Apedah team English ni. &lt;i&gt;*banyak songeh pulak*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku malas ah nak promote kat korang pasal cerite ni, kang korang fanatic gak sat-sat lagi, tak suke nak fanatic ramai-ramai ni. Aku suke berada dalam kalangan yang sama ada terlalu up-to-date atau, out-of-date. Tak suke menggilai the same thing dengan orang lain. KAHKAH. Adekah ini suatu penyakit? Aku tak kesah lah. I don't care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ada satu lagi penyakit yang aku nak share kat korang kat sini. Penyakit aku yang kedekut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku kedekut gile bile dah something to datang dari usaha dan kesabaran aku, tetibe orang datang dan take that thing from me, and enjoy it without going through the same thing I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Contoh nya, segala apa yang aku download. &lt;i&gt;*Don't laugh*&lt;/i&gt; Aku tau ,macam budak-budak je nak marah kalau pasal barang mendownload ni je. Haha. Pikir-pikir balik, memang lawak. TAPI. Ini serius. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku menunggu download saban hari, tau la, korang mesti cakap ,&lt;i&gt; "Alah, susah ape download, bukan kene angkot guni pon nak letih3." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi, korang tau tak, penantian itu penyeksaan? Korang try lah sendiri. Ok. Maybe korang lain sikit, tak kesah nak kongsi series or movies yang korang download sendiri, Aku pon tak kesah, tapi, at least, bagi tau la. Let me know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku pon tak paham kenape ni, the feeling of waiting the file to finish it's download and enjoy it with pleasure...aaaah! the feeling, only the one who's going through it understands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last-last. Kita dah susun elok-elok files yang dah siap download dalam harddisk, datang orang lain, AMBOI~ sesedap hati je kutip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kite download 2 episode everyweek sampai cukop 16 episode which makes it 8 weeks of waiting, die sedap-sedap je cucok pendrive or harddisk kite dalam laptop die, sedut, sedut, SEDUT! Tak payah susah-susah nak tunggu 8 minggu download kan? Suke la tuh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalau bagitahu takpe jugak, ni, sedar-sedar, die dah tgk separuh dah, tergantong kes tade subtitle, datang carik aku balik. HEY! I don't like this. Oleh sebab kes ni jugak la, aku tak lalu nak tengok cerite Gumiho yang superb best ni. Pikiran aku terganggu nak marahkan si penyedut uh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tak puas hati ah. Sorry ah. Aku emo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;p/s: Citer ni best. Lain daripada yang lain. Lain kali aku buat review for this drama k. not today.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Korang pon, jenguk-jenguk la drama ni kat youtube or mysoju ye. Have fun.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-2060741948313145043?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/2060741948313145043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=2060741948313145043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/2060741948313145043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/2060741948313145043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-girlfriend-is-gumiho.html' title='MY GIRLFRIEND IS GUMIHO'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TKTzBG7oAiI/AAAAAAAAAwk/tUIw87BgvuQ/s72-c/my-girlfriend-is-a-gumiho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-3229638470901074056</id><published>2010-09-30T23:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:26:09.212+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAMILY'/><title type='text'>PREGO?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TKSxpmVh5kI/AAAAAAAAAwU/R2LF8I1LrUU/s1600/Campbelli-Mushroom-Prego-so.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TKSxpmVh5kI/AAAAAAAAAwU/R2LF8I1LrUU/s320/Campbelli-Mushroom-Prego-so.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522734371286672962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TKSxpdKuMJI/AAAAAAAAAwM/8jFvea24ak0/s1600/prego1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 248px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TKSxpdKuMJI/AAAAAAAAAwM/8jFvea24ak0/s320/prego1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522734368825421970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sama ada anda terlalu lapar mahupun kebulur, pasti anda terbayang-bayangkan spaghetti bersama PREGO yang lazat tatkala terbaca title diatas. Tambahan pula, anda sedang mengidam kan Prego bersama cendawan atau bolognese. &lt;i&gt;gulp!&lt;/i&gt; Lagi! Dengan layout aku yang terbaru ni, yang seakan-akan sebuah kedai makan. OH. Bukan itu yang aku maksud kan. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku mempunyai satu kemusykilan. Apakah ini benar? atau aku bermimpi? Let's cut to the chase Nurul 'Ain, jangan kau cuba berkias-kias lagi, spit it out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Kakak ipar aku pregnant ke wey?&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku duduk bersiar-siar dalam facebook, bukak page die ni, die tu, bukan gambar orang ni, orang tu, Tup tup, aku terbaca dekat page K.Mafa, a.k.a Kakak ipar aku la, you should know by now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ade orang congrates2 beliau. Mule2, aku ingat kan, yang duk congrates2 dy uh, out-of-date gile, kes aku ingatkan dy congrates Kak Mafa kahwin ngan Angah, eh, HELLO, It's been almost a year okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then, aku check2 balik, dorang duk sebok2 nak bagi name anak-anak angah dan k.Mafa la pulak, aish. Gejala ini tidak normal. Unless... K.mafa prego........?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku tergedik-gedik nak kepastian. Nak call mak aku, but then, takot dorang senirik tak bagitau lagi mak ayah aku, kang cakap aku spoil the suprise. Tapi, aku call gak, but more to dig out the information from my mom ah. Aku tanye, tade cerite ke time lepak umah K.mafa aritu, mak aku cakap tade pon. Memang nothing ah. Mak aku tatau la tu kot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nak call kakak aku, nak share, but then, die plak tido. Ngantok, letih kerja maybe. Hurm. Maken aku tergedik2. Last-last, aku decide nak tanye K.mafa sendirik, but then, malu la pulak. Ntah hape aku nak malukan kan. Ok. Cube susun ayat untuk aku, cemane aku nak tanye kat die. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Kak Mafa pregnant ke?"&lt;/blockquote&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Out of nowhere! haha. Well. I can always starts the conversation with other things kan, haha. Turns out, I end up send her a text message where I said :-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Rase cam nak makan PREGO la pulak"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There! I said it. Kalau die dapat crack the code, good then, tapi kali die tak paham, she can always assume that I'm craving for PREGO the food, which is... I kinda am right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kalau la betul she's pregnant, Do you know what freaks me the most? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;I DIDN'T CAME UP WITH ANY NAMES FOR MY NEPHEW TO CALL ME!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aduussh. Ni berat ni! Tamao la end up ngan nama yang ntah hape-hape, coz it will stuck for the rest of my life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come2. Help me come up with it. How should my nephew address me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mok Yu?&lt;/b&gt; Bunyik macam &lt;i&gt;GEMOK NYE YOU&lt;/i&gt;, and, hodoh pulak bibir aku membulat-bulat macam donut bile menyebut. Macam nak kiss orang pon ade jugak. TANAK!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mok Su?&lt;/b&gt; Err. I don't think I want to stick with the MOK thing in front, terase tue dan gemok. I'm 20 for god sake. And not that fat. HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cik Su?&lt;/b&gt; Bunyik cam name makcik yang pinjam 30 bijik gelas plastic mak aku tapi tak pulang-pulang tu pulak. Next!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cik Yu?&lt;/b&gt; Macam best, kalo sebut banyak-banyak kali, bunyik macam&lt;i&gt; 'Che Yoo'&lt;/i&gt;. Haha. Dah macam korean dah kat situ. Memang aku dichop &lt;i&gt;''The Best Aunt Ever"&lt;/i&gt; ah! For sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Senang-senang suruh dorunk panggel aku &lt;i&gt;POKEMON&lt;/i&gt; je. Baru laen dari yang laen. hihi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s: Aku still tatau samada beliau pregnant ke tak. Let's pray for it. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-3229638470901074056?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/3229638470901074056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=3229638470901074056&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/3229638470901074056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/3229638470901074056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/09/prego.html' title='PREGO?'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TKSxpmVh5kI/AAAAAAAAAwU/R2LF8I1LrUU/s72-c/Campbelli-Mushroom-Prego-so.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-8056627314518017098</id><published>2010-09-19T18:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:21:53.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM'/><title type='text'>PRICE TAG</title><content type='html'>Mengikut definition &lt;i&gt;PRICE TAG &lt;/i&gt;yang aku googled,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;'A lable attached to a merchandise indicates it's price'&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those who have watched 3 Idiots, Suhas is the price tag. On a movie review I found that, Suhas is the tycoon with a penchant for putting a price tag on all his gifts and stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ye lah, kalo dah something tumpah atas kasut mahal die tuh, satu kampong bising. Sambil-sambil bising, siap boleh bagitau definition n details about his so-called kasut tuh. Huhu. Ok, aku bukan tahu sangat sal citer Suhas tuh, and bukan nak cerita pasai dia pon, nak cita pasai famili I. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kepade sesape yang kenal aku, sure die tahu, aku ni &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ratu&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; berlagak. And mereka pula sudah sedia maklum bahawa belog aku ni, mengecapi unsur-unsur BLOGAK, yakni, Blog + Berlagak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tengah-tengah aku google pekataan BERLAGAK, aku tertarik pada satu entry yang mengenengahkan &lt;a href="http://www.akubetul.com/2008/12/cara-berlagak-dengan-member-member.html"&gt;Cara Berlagak Depan Member-Member&lt;/a&gt;. Well, 2 out of 6 of the tips, is purely inside me. Guess which is it, okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku tahu, kegiatan berlagak ni tidak baik untuk kesihatan. Tapi, mostly.. Style aku berlagak ni is obviously just a joke. Kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, Back to the main point. Price Tag.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FYI, memang family aku ni berdarah price tag. Sejibik macam kesah Suhas. Tapi tade la pulak nak maki-maki orang tak tentu pasal. Contohnye ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Situasi 1 :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku terpijak kaki sape ntah, lupe, lantas ku berkate-kate ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Untong beliau, kene pijak ngan Clark 200 ringgit"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;See that? Adekah anda panas? Rileks, ade lagi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Situasi 2 :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Naek bas ngan Assila otw nak pergi stesen LRT U, Bas berhenti dekat under jambatan, then kononnye macam kene mount climbing gitu naek atas, Aku.. ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"OH MY! Ruin aku nye seluar 130 ringgit!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sabar dude..sabar! ade lagi. Simpan dulu bara api kebencian, kemarahan lu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Situasi 3 :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku nak pinjam abang aku punye Headphone ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Abang : Jage molek headphone tuh! Aku beli 200 ringgit gune duit aku!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aku : Macam la kalo aku pinjam jadi 50 ringgit harge die. *dengan selamba yaya*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Abang : *terkedu* betul3&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lega dah sikit? tak panas sangat mata? kurang dah sket menyampah dekat aku? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Situasi 4 : &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kucing berak atas carpet mak aku ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Aku : "Maaaa! Ade kucing berak atas carpet seribu!&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Settle. Puas hati korunk? Panas lagi? Ade soalan? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-8056627314518017098?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/8056627314518017098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=8056627314518017098&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/8056627314518017098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/8056627314518017098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/09/price-tag.html' title='PRICE TAG'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-6966590695160559361</id><published>2010-09-19T04:04:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:29:26.744+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRIENDS'/><title type='text'>EVIL IN ME</title><content type='html'>Dalam seminggu yang lepas, ade salah seorang sahabat aku, tanye on behalf of sahabat, kat aku. Soalan nye berbunyi seperti ni ;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Macam mane nak tackle/flirt ngan guy yang baru lepas clash"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow. Minxy! I like! So.. I kinda spice it up a lil' bit. Aku bagi every little thing that I can think of. Haha. Aku tak sure la kalau mende tu jadi ke tak, but, I try my best to place me in that other girl shoe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well. The evil begins. Lil did I know that I would do the exact things I told her... to my heartbroken friend who came to me... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jeng! Jeng! Jeng!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jahat nye aku, baru aku tawu. Kawan aku ni, hensem, YOU WOULDN'T BELIEVE I BEFRIEND WITH A HOT GUY LIKE THAT. I'd be dying to have him. &lt;i&gt;*gatai*&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But... NO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I knew that. That would be super weird ,dude. He's one of my oldest friend for-crying-out-loud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, back to the main topic. This young handsome and heartbroken guy, came to me, seeking for someone to hear him. &lt;i&gt;(Oh.. I definitely heard him. He doesn't need to ask.) *kehkeh&lt;/i&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He told me how sad he was, and wanted to talk to me about it. As much as seeking for my advice and help. But, the evil mind of mine said, &lt;i&gt;*not out loud nor to him* &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"You're gonna be mine, Fella!"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I snap! I shut my mouth. Tetibe aku rase jahat gile. &lt;i&gt;*gulp*&lt;/i&gt; Tapi, who am I kidding la kan, sesape je leh tangkap yang aku already see the light at the end of the tunnel shines kan.. HEHE.&lt;i&gt; *Mate bersinar-sinar*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But then, I came back to my sense, I shouldn't do this, He's my friend! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He keeps saying, &lt;i&gt;"I need someone..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the EVIL me keep saying &lt;i&gt;"You need me...MUAHAHAHA"&lt;/i&gt;. And one time he said repeatedly that he needed someone, Evil speak to my mind &lt;i&gt;"ARRGHH! Just say you NEED ME! I won't bite"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ade jugak mase bile EVIL me cakap dalam hati &lt;i&gt;"Kau tengok gambar raye aku cun la tu kan, that's why kau tego aku kan? Suke kat aku la tuh"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Biar aku je la jadi awek kau"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ok... I've gone overboard.. :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*please note that, none of that evil speaking thing be said to him.. just me and my mind.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH, trust me, segala apa yang tertera diatas is based on a true event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH! Jahat nye aku, ibarat macam, aku happy sangat that he's hurt. Eww. Die tuh bukan maen heartbroken, and sweet sangat bile die cakap, die nangis on the way balik KL, dalam kereta. OH MAN! HE's SWEET! &lt;i&gt;*Yep, I find a guy that cries is sweet, what you got?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to be on his side! So, get back to my sense, and say, everything he needs to hear. I wish I could have help him out, but, even you know that I could only listen to him. Poor him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That lil' bitch two-timing on him! hoh! If only I got license to kill. Tapi apekan daya, lesen kereta pon tak lepas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tak paham aku. Macam mane orang sehensem sebaek sesweet dan sekaye this fella boleh di two-timingkan? Kalo aku la kan, aku stick to him for infinity and beyond!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I guess everybody got his/her own reason.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, Sorry my fella. I'm wishing you the best.. &lt;i&gt;*and hope that someday your heart open for me...*evil talking**&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-6966590695160559361?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/6966590695160559361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=6966590695160559361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/6966590695160559361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/6966590695160559361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/09/evil-in-me.html' title='EVIL IN ME'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-7317335169879575058</id><published>2010-09-15T19:32:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:21:53.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM'/><title type='text'>GOOGLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TJC0TgBQ1OI/AAAAAAAAAwE/PZfIhOVvkDo/s1600/google.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 226px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TJC0TgBQ1OI/AAAAAAAAAwE/PZfIhOVvkDo/s320/google.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517107790634603746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oleh sebab aku ter-pull off cable of the laptop, I kinda have to wait for it to search out for the wireless coverage. Idea tengah membuak-buak tadi, pssff..kacau je.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, aku pon berjuang jugak, since aku korbankan tido pagi aku untuk blogging ni, Aku click start menu and then accessories, and click notepad. Yeah, that right. Aku write blog aku temporarily in notepad. Classic kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ade rupe macam orang yg kempunan nak ade blog pon mungkin. Haha. Lastest Facebook status aku berbunyi sebegini ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Google ; A device to prove your friends wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku terdetik dan terpikir tentang hal ni kes teringat waktu-waktu dimana aku and kawan-kawan aku arguing on some topics. Argue punye argue punye argue, last choice, one of us say ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok! Senang citer,kite google je.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bile dah google, and dah terbukti. Sume senyap dan puas hati. Orang yang argueing the opposite plak, dah dapat menerime kenyataan dan boleh adapt dalam situasi. Maybe agak malu, tapi, at least sekarang, dah dapat membetulkan knowledge yang selame ini terpesong. Hurm. Yang argue akan kebenaran pulak, menganggap dirinya menang and get to say ; "See, I told you" sambil sengih kambing. Kurang asam, cet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tell you what, ini gelaja or kalau di-untypo-kan nye, gejala yang sihat yang perlu dipupuk dalam kalangan remaja sekarang.&lt;i&gt; *Eceh, BM aku B3 je, tapi tatabahasa betol what. Haha.&lt;/i&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi, kadang-kadang, bile dah asyik nak google je, argue pon jadi tak panjang, tak best. Well, bukan nak cakap aku suka argue, tapi, argue tu boleh mengeratkan silaturrahim. Eceh. Bajet. Or kadang-kadang memang nak carik pasal pon ade. Hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dalam kegunaan lain pulak, &lt;a href="http://google.com/"&gt;Google&lt;/a&gt; or saingan nye, &lt;a href="http://bing.com/"&gt;Bing&lt;/a&gt;, ni boleh menjawab persoalan yang terbuku di hati, jiwa dan raga anda.&lt;i&gt; *Aku tanak la wat lawak common dengan menambah 'raga basikal' or 'raga motor' kat hujung ayat kan*&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Contohnya, yang selalu aku alami, when watching movies,&lt;i&gt; *omputeh maybe, kes aku dah start speaking*&lt;/i&gt; bile tengah-tengah syok menonton movie ni, you came across a very familiar face. Urrghh! you'd be dying to recall his name or what movies he starred in before, in case you've watch any of them. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;SO&lt;/i&gt;, ape lagi, hit the pause button, and start searching la! Selagi tak jumpe, selagi tu la tak tenteram. Aku la yang selalu cantu. Yeah, kalo dah &lt;s&gt;konon&lt;/s&gt; pakar dalam connecting the actors and movies, memang la tak senang duduk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapi yang panas nye, tengah membuak-buak perasaan ingin tahu ni, tetibe plak, internet wat hal, macam sekarang, hampeh, tak gune. Tido lagi baek. Huh! Tido! Forget about that &lt;i&gt;'korbankan tido pagi&lt;/i&gt;' thing, there's no such thing, that's bullshit!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sekian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-7317335169879575058?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/7317335169879575058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=7317335169879575058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/7317335169879575058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/7317335169879575058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/09/google.html' title='GOOGLE'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TJC0TgBQ1OI/AAAAAAAAAwE/PZfIhOVvkDo/s72-c/google.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-4087417580719278433</id><published>2010-09-09T20:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:26:09.213+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FAMILY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM'/><title type='text'>EMOSI MALAM RAYA</title><content type='html'>Emosi? emosi ape pulak ni? Haaa.. bukan emosi duk pikirkan sejarah kejahilan dulu2 ke, salah silap ngan orang ke, hape ke, emosi malam raye ni pelik sikit, meh nak kasik contoh, biar boleh anda sumer bayangkan :-&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;A : Cepat, cepat! Pasang langsir, lap lantai, bentang carpet, sapu sawang, basuh periuk kuali! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;B : Ape pulak kite je yg kene buat sume, si C tu duduk bersahaje je dari bukak puase tadi, majok ah!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;atau, situasi laen nye :-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Si B buat keje salah sikit, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;A : Eh eh eh! Buat keje tu laen kali, guna otak sikit boleh tak?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;B : *Air muke dah berubah, then, senyap je* *Emo*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Al maklom la, sume2 ade ragam senirik2, kebetulan pulak, setan-setan sume dah kuar berkeliaran, mmg la masing2 naek antu. Tanak mengalah masing2. haha. Bukan cani kite sambot ketibaan Syawal ye kanak2. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Please note that the situation above is NOT based on a true event. No. :P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku ni ckp je lebih, macam mane lah orang tak bising kalo aku ni duk meniarap lagi atas katel, berblogging, sedangkan sume2 tengah sebok2 duk dapo? HAHA. Nak cop aku kaki malas? lantak pi lah, aku ade task aku senirik, hehe, tibe mase task aku kene langsai, baru aku gerak. Macho tak? OK, tak langsong. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;err.. tu je kot. Nak gi tolong orang wat keje kat luar ah. GTG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-4087417580719278433?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/4087417580719278433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=4087417580719278433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/4087417580719278433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/4087417580719278433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/09/emosi-malam-raya.html' title='EMOSI MALAM RAYA'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-1376437261818141412</id><published>2010-09-04T05:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T03:50:22.908+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PEOPLE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRIENDS'/><title type='text'>OH, ZACK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Siape sangke sebuah belog bisa menceriakan setiap hari anda? Shoot. dah pon terikot2 beliau.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sape tak kenal &lt;a href="http://zackzukhairi.blogspot.com/"&gt;ZackZukhairi&lt;/a&gt;? aku pon mushkil cane la mamat nih leh fofuler, kecuriousan aku tejawab tatkala aku manatap belog dy for the first time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I spent from 1 a.m until suboh menekan2 setiap title kat blogroll beliau. oh, nampak gayenye, aku menyubang duet kepade beliau, thanks to me and other 9700++ of his followers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Seterusnye, kami sekeluarge &lt;em&gt;(menipoo, i mean, satu bilik)&lt;/em&gt; menjadi one of his &lt;em&gt;"Balai mengadap"&lt;/em&gt; people. Akan ade satu tab yg dibiarkan lame tidak tertutop kat google chrome, yakni, belog beliau. Wes.. korunk kenal kat mane aku eager sangat nak suke2 belog org neh? Tak penah hayat tau, ini kali pertama. Be serious. TAKDE KAETAN.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kadang2, bile mate dah penat menjeling screen laptop, adelah nnt volunteer nak jadi ala2 pemberite, bacekan post2 beliau.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK, bukan nak carik publicity post sal jejake gilaan ramai ,dlm belog aku neh &lt;em&gt;(like some certain annoying biatch did) (&lt;-- we'll get back to that later.) &lt;/em&gt;but, more like sharing what I like, and what I have learn a lot from this guy. &lt;em&gt;(ye ke?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;senang citer, korunk layan ah belog beliau, and after that, jangan dtg belog aku dah, tak best pon. nak bakar ah belog nih. ARGHHH! sape lah belog aku disisi belog beliau. WAKAKA. takde kaetan. again. abaikan.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Masing2 punye belog, masing2 punye style. kan?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But, He's brilliant, you should check him up, kepade sesiape yg belom lah, aku rase, sume blogger Malaysia ni dah kenal ngan name die nih. CIS, aku ketinggalan.(_ _'')&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-1376437261818141412?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/1376437261818141412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=1376437261818141412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/1376437261818141412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/1376437261818141412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/09/oh-zack.html' title='OH, ZACK!'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-4719647145268591375</id><published>2010-08-31T20:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:21:54.000+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM'/><title type='text'>MY RIVALS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Petai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/THz508g5CZI/AAAAAAAAAvs/fGS_69AmK5I/s1600/petai_halved.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/THz508g5CZI/AAAAAAAAAvs/fGS_69AmK5I/s400/petai_halved.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511554731987241362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Teh Kundur&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/THz51fINwhI/AAAAAAAAAv0/bFoq-yjM7Ac/s1600/2659_winter_melon_drink_250ml_yeos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 183px; height: 299px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/THz51fINwhI/AAAAAAAAAv0/bFoq-yjM7Ac/s400/2659_winter_melon_drink_250ml_yeos.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511554741278982674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yeah yeah, memang makhluk kat atas tuh rivals aku. Mintak maaf kepade president club petai dan teh kundur sedunia, aku adelah anti kepade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;well, aku dah penah citer kat &lt;a href="http://rougeberryblush.blog.friendster.com/2008/02/sambal-or-petai/"&gt;belog friendster&lt;/a&gt; aku dulu, nape aku menci bebenor petai. Aku mcm malas nak citer balik, aci tak?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my latest rivals is Teh Kundur ni ha. Aku rase lah, aku ni jenis yg ranggos segale jenis makanan dlm dunie neh, and why why why in the world aku boleh anti kat kundur ni? well, lidah aku has spoken, the answer is, TAK BEST.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The first time aku let my tongue taste the drop of kundur when Farah shove it to my face. YEAH! that's right! to my face and straight to my mouth, I'm blaming her for making me posting this post :D.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I am down two things that I cannot eat that Farah likes, that is Teh Kundur and the other things is Yong Tao Foo, which, unfortunately, I am really fond of.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Muke aku ni ha, tanak kasik chance kat seafood, adesh, aku dah la suke makan mende uh..bajet ah konon, nak makan sket je... tup tup2, pagi esok gi kelas, kene letak compact powder kaw-kaw nye kat muke nak sorok merah2 humairah yg berkampong dan bermaharajalela kat kulit muke ku. :(( isk isk&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So, lucky her can buy the 2 things that she likes without worrying me going to ask some, CET.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Apemende lagi yg aku tak puas ati? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/THz-OcvX1MI/AAAAAAAAAv8/vMYm4Emr_bs/s400/michelle-yeoh-picture-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511559568181155010" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Michelle Yeoh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Aku pon tatau nape aku anti bebenor makcik ni, maybe kes segale citer pon die nak belakon kot, ntah... masalah tol aku neh. aish.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;ok, done. dah lame tak blogging, saje je neh. :) bye&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-4719647145268591375?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/4719647145268591375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=4719647145268591375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/4719647145268591375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/4719647145268591375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-rivals.html' title='MY RIVALS'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/THz508g5CZI/AAAAAAAAAvs/fGS_69AmK5I/s72-c/petai_halved.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-3238440270161035735</id><published>2010-08-18T05:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T06:08:42.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOI! TAKLEH TIDO MAA</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;haish... bile dah takleh nak tido ni, aku terpikir gak, ape ek aku wat kalo aku takleh nak tido. duk pikir n pikir n pikir... ish, mane penah aku takleh nak tido, aku TIDOOOOO je keje. hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then, skunk la baru aku teringat nak blogging la hape la.. konon ah, isi mase lapang, kebetulan plak si Farah the rumate uh duk gila ngan blog2 blogger tempatan neh, aku pon teringat, aku pon ade blog. KAHKAH.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Plus2 plak, laptop aku bawak gi repair plak tuh, time ade laptop senirik tanak plak blog ke hape kan, duk blog kat tok laki je keje :P skunk ni duk pinjam laptop Farah lah nampak gaye nye, alah, ilek ah, dy tgh tido mati, hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway, siyesly takleh nak tido. Suboh dah pon masok, dr kol 2.31 tadi lagi mencube utk tido. haha. Ape2 je lah. Maybe kes dah biase ngan studio project, tak tido sampai suboh. Aish. ni tak sehat utk kesihatan ye kawan2. Anyway. Nak gi solat ah. and then nak pakse diri utk tido.. kes kol 10 kang ade kelas IBE, takleh PONTENG! NEVER! hehe. hebat tak aku? aku salu nye kaki ponteng, but for this class.. no way. haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok, rindu plak blogging. hehe. see ya!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-3238440270161035735?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/3238440270161035735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=3238440270161035735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/3238440270161035735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/3238440270161035735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/08/hoi-takleh-tido-maa.html' title='HOI! TAKLEH TIDO MAA'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-3069532191898901439</id><published>2010-08-09T04:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T04:30:18.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NONE OF MY BUSINESS?</title><content type='html'>I'm sure what am I feeling, nor thinking. I just feel like, I don't like her. Well, it's definitely my call to like her or not, but, not really necessary to say an immediate "NO" when I'm not even friends with her. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She seems nice, and cute ( I solemnly can't deny that ) but then, I can't accept the fact that she is now, closed with one of my guy friends, and to be said, they are now a couple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Urrgh, feeling like she's taking him from me, when I'm not even THAT close with him. But, I just can't say YES to their relationship. It just feel, so wrong. There's something wrong, I don't know if it's with me, or there are really something wrong with their relationship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like singing Avril Lavigne - Girlfriend to my guy friend's face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hey! Hey! YOU! YOU! I don't like your girlfriend, NO WAY! NO WAY! I think I need a new one"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;*sigh* &lt;/i&gt;Truth to be said, It's not like I wanna keep him for myself, even though I would KILL to have him, but, NO, he's not right form me too. I can feel it. I just care about him, like he's my own lil' brother, I just wish someone better for him, and I know, definitely NOT her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is the problem that I have with that girl? I DON'T KNOW EITHER. Well, maybe coz I know a lil bit of her past relationship. Well, maybe she's change now,  so that we can give her a chance, or maybe not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or maybe they are just SO perfect together that I just so jealous of them? I don't know, I JUST DON'T KNOW.I couldn't figure it out myself. It could be that. But, who knew.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or maybe that guy ex-girlfriend is my friend, so I feel what she's feeling? Maybe. I always steal away some other's feeling. Well, putting myself in their shoes and letting me understand them even more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I know, my girl'd be fine. She's cool. I hope so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What ever it is, his relationship is none of my business. I &lt;s&gt;have to&lt;/s&gt; wish them a bless of joy in their relationship. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry if I was being unreasonable, I just giving out what I feel towards it. I hope, I hurt no one's feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-3069532191898901439?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/3069532191898901439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=3069532191898901439&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/3069532191898901439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/3069532191898901439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/08/none-of-my-business.html' title='NONE OF MY BUSINESS?'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-914329703696534312</id><published>2010-07-13T04:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:32:00.331+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='STAR WORLD'/><title type='text'>FAN?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I was stunned by this statement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"After all, being a fan doesn't mean that you had to be there since the beginning, being a fan means that you're WILLING to be there UNTIL THE VERY END"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That is actually from a fan of 2PM, seems like something had happen to 2PM in the past but they still love them, despite all that. I think. I guess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To think of it, have I been a good fan? &lt;i&gt;*this is actually a nonsense question, but, play along*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eminem&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TDt_C8oHC0I/AAAAAAAAAuc/WK77ewba-jo/s1600/eminem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TDt_C8oHC0I/AAAAAAAAAuc/WK77ewba-jo/s400/eminem.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493123859119278914" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 316px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I have loved Eminem since I was 11. I got 23 big posters of him and uncountable magazines with him on the cover. He's at the top of my list. The person who I have Fan-ned the longest. haha. &lt;i&gt;*I don't even know if the word existed. :))&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Always touched by his story life. I hope I could be the one to bring out the best in him. I just couldn't, I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TDt_DDZG1QI/AAAAAAAAAuk/jg0rJwOz7z0/s1600/Eminem_in_8_Mile_Wallpaper_2_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TDt_DDZG1QI/AAAAAAAAAuk/jg0rJwOz7z0/s1600/Eminem_in_8_Mile_Wallpaper_2_1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TDt_DDZG1QI/AAAAAAAAAuk/jg0rJwOz7z0/s400/Eminem_in_8_Mile_Wallpaper_2_1024.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493123860935398658" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He starred in 8 Mile, I watched the movie which is actually a birthday gift from my friend Nadiah. Thank hon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Johnny Depp&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TDuFyMcDdII/AAAAAAAAAvc/BcD1zLIcEko/s1600/Johnny-Depp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TDuFyMcDdII/AAAAAAAAAvc/BcD1zLIcEko/s400/Johnny-Depp.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493131267887297666" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TDuFyMcDdII/AAAAAAAAAvc/BcD1zLIcEko/s1600/Johnny-Depp.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The charming and funny hot guy from the famous movie, Pirates Of The Carribean. He's funny, Greatest actor, and adorable. &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I was 14, I printed out his photos and put them in one clear holder. A file that contributed for his pictures only. Haha. I enjoy his movies. Kinda hunting all of his movies now. Watched a lot of them. I think I have post somewhere in one of my blogs about him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TDuFxgmi6YI/AAAAAAAAAvU/_J63q6GxuJE/s1600/1265857527HVqaJeH8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TDuFxgmi6YI/AAAAAAAAAvU/_J63q6GxuJE/s400/1265857527HVqaJeH8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493131256120142210" style="cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not yet married, but having 2 children with his girlfriend, Venessa Paradis. Apparently he doesn't believes in marriage.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;#The rest of my list &lt;i&gt;(not necessarily in order)&lt;/i&gt; are the ones I like starting when I don't know. heee. :D#&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tablo of Epik High&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TDt_EP-XiaI/AAAAAAAAAu8/68A67Qz3VJY/s1600/tablo21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TDt_EP-XiaI/AAAAAAAAAu8/68A67Qz3VJY/s400/tablo21.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493123881492777378" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 281px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;He's cute, genius, fluent in English. I like him. Enjoy his songs. I even opened up a group for him on crunchyroll.com, but then, it got abandoned :D yeah, only because I was busy with exams and stuff :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then, He got married. Beautifully married to a beautiful girl. Congrates to him &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TDuCL7S1vRI/AAAAAAAAAvE/07POOBRsLJg/s1600/tablo-kang-hye-jung-wedding-14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TDuCL7S1vRI/AAAAAAAAAvE/07POOBRsLJg/s400/tablo-kang-hye-jung-wedding-14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493127311915334930" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TDuCMWXpiKI/AAAAAAAAAvM/mv3MufjcdEk/s1600/tablo-kang-hye-jung-wedding-13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TDuCMWXpiKI/AAAAAAAAAvM/mv3MufjcdEk/s400/tablo-kang-hye-jung-wedding-13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493127319183263906" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 218px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Breaks my heart for sure. But, I will always be his fan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="#"&gt;Big Bang&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TDt_DnkjDcI/AAAAAAAAAus/BWNxU1EXo5w/s1600/f-20091104_bigbang4b39eaa100024d8c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TDt_DnkjDcI/AAAAAAAAAus/BWNxU1EXo5w/s400/f-20091104_bigbang4b39eaa100024d8c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493123870647061954" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 198px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TDt_D5J5i1I/AAAAAAAAAu0/103oMpDipM4/s1600/bigbang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TDt_D5J5i1I/AAAAAAAAAu0/103oMpDipM4/s400/bigbang.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493123875367127890" style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All time favorite. Keep on rising up to the sky, High! They're unique. They couldn't have be more lovable than anything else &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hope I stick to them, Onjae kaji. Untill the very end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;xxxxxx&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Errrm... that's the ones that I can list for the time being. I love too many people, that I can't even list one right now. Haha. At the top of my head. Is up there. If something came up, I shall inform you immediately ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-914329703696534312?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/914329703696534312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=914329703696534312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/914329703696534312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/914329703696534312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/07/fan.html' title='FAN?'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TDt_C8oHC0I/AAAAAAAAAuc/WK77ewba-jo/s72-c/eminem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-1472382790544321682</id><published>2010-07-13T03:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:38:52.759+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM'/><title type='text'>HEY YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I can be kinda BITCHY sometimes, bare with me.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-1472382790544321682?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/1472382790544321682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=1472382790544321682&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/1472382790544321682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/1472382790544321682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/07/hey-you.html' title='HEY YOU'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-2170748876108943785</id><published>2010-07-04T02:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:38:52.760+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM'/><title type='text'>ITU AKU</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;AKU BELAGAK.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the most nature way. Aku sebenarnye bukannye NAK SGT tunjok ape yg aku ade, it is just simple a joke. The easiest way to make people crack up, and sometimes can be use to hurt one's feeling. SERVE YOU RIGHT! But, really. It's nothing personal. I intend just to share, with the most obvious way. trust me. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;AKU CEPAT MARAH.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is probably a "HELL-NO" statement for me. But really.. I am. But at certain people. And people fail to notice it maybe because I just hardly utter a word or maybe storm out for the very place whenever I get mad. It it just to prevent any damages. Better keep those nasty words to myself, or else, somebody gotta hurt real bad. Soon after that, aku forget, and ignore. Live my life as it is.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;AKU PENYABAR.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The 2nd statement proves this one. Kinda. But to remind any of you, HUMAN being, no matter how patient they are, they have their own limits. We are no angels, no perfecto. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;AKU BAIK HATI.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In order to make people be nice to me, I need to be nice with them. But some are just don't get it. Taking advantages and stepping all over me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;AKU MALAS.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ya betol! you can tell by looking at my room :). In my defence, I only tiding up whenever people are not around. Seems like people are always comes in and out my room. There's no way I can do my job ;P. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;AKU LESS-ENTHUS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku hampakan ramai orang yg expect some enthusiastic face from me. I'm sorry, I don't know what wrong with me. I don't like expressing my emotion to others, or I might show more what they want to see. I know you guys can't handle that. I KNOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;AKU IGNORANCE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To something yg remeh temeh ni, aku sepak tepi je. People intend to get hurt for my behave, but really, don't expect attention from me, you get nothing. I hate having some bothersome rubbish on my mind. GET THE HELL OUT OF THERE. I don't give a shit. I probably will walk away like nothing happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;*nnt2 lah aku sambong post ni, HAHA.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-2170748876108943785?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/2170748876108943785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=2170748876108943785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/2170748876108943785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/2170748876108943785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/07/itu-aku.html' title='ITU AKU'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-2342416774492460581</id><published>2010-07-02T03:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:32:00.332+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='STAR WORLD'/><title type='text'>ARE YOU READY FOR SOLAR?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TCznAJpCi4I/AAAAAAAAAuU/_NSpf142zhk/s1600/34714885.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; 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cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TCzm-BwwFFI/AAAAAAAAAt0/xgO7sltUOG8/s400/90854051.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489015999156982866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* Kyaaaa....~*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*Melts*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-2342416774492460581?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/2342416774492460581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=2342416774492460581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/2342416774492460581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/2342416774492460581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/07/are-you-ready-for-solar.html' title='ARE YOU READY FOR SOLAR?'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TCznAJpCi4I/AAAAAAAAAuU/_NSpf142zhk/s72-c/34714885.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-7858343829435424843</id><published>2010-07-01T02:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T18:50:40.162+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INFO'/><title type='text'>THE FOLLOWING CASE : MARY BELL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TCuIcNTXN3I/AAAAAAAAAss/V4zQ2x5gxpw/s1600/tumblr_l04opfhhRT1qztxibo1_250.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TCuIcNTXN3I/AAAAAAAAAss/V4zQ2x5gxpw/s320/tumblr_l04opfhhRT1qztxibo1_250.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488630589069670258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mary Bell, 10 years old&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TCuIcNTXN3I/AAAAAAAAAss/V4zQ2x5gxpw/s1600/tumblr_l04opfhhRT1qztxibo1_250.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;Mary Bell : The Child Killer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The title is so much meaner than the innocent look on that pretty little girl, but, the fact is written there. She was a killer of 2 kids.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Martin Brown &lt;i&gt;(4)&lt;/i&gt; and Brian Howe &lt;i&gt;(3)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;These boys were killed by her own hands, in such a tragic way. On top of that, she didn't have the slightest feeling of guilty,in fact, she's proud of it. She is NO DOUBT the cruelest 10 year old girl I've ever ..read?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Let's see what wikipedia wrote about her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mary Flora Bell &lt;i&gt;(born 26 May 1957 in Newcastle upon Tyne, England)&lt;/i&gt; was convicted in December 1968 of the manslaughter of two boys, Martin Brown&lt;i&gt; (aged four years)&lt;/i&gt; and Brian Howe&lt;i&gt; (aged three years)&lt;/i&gt;. Bell was ten years old at the time of one of the killings, and eleven at the time of the other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On 25 May 1968, the day before her 11th birthday, Mary Flora Bell strangled four-year-old Martin Brown. She was believed to have committed this crime alone. Between that time and the second killing, she and her friend Norma Joyce Bell&lt;i&gt; (no relation),&lt;/i&gt; age thirteen, broke into and vandalised a nursery in Scotswood, leaving notes that claimed responsibility for the Brown killing. The Newcastle police dismissed this incident as a prank.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On 31 July 1968, the two took part in the death, again by strangulation, of three-year-old Brian Howe. Police reports concluded that Mary Bell had gone back after killing him to carve an "N" into his stomach with a razor; this was then changed using the same razor but with a different hand to an "M". Mary Bell also used a pair of scissors to cut off bits of Brian Howe's hair and to mutilate his genitals. As the girls were so young and their testimonies contradicted each other, what happened has never been entirely clear. Martin Brown's death was initially ruled an accident as there was no evidence of foul play. Eventually, his death was linked with Brian Howe's killing and in August, the two girls were charged with two counts of manslaughter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mary_Bell"&gt;- Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Life after prison.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bell was released from custody in 1980, having served 12 years, and was granted anonymity to start a new life &lt;i&gt;(under a new name)&lt;/i&gt; with her daughter, who was born in 1984.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TCuNRVkAt3I/AAAAAAAAAtE/O-dC4It25tY/s1600/tumblr_kw424kNm821qzwer3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TCuNRVkAt3I/AAAAAAAAAtE/O-dC4It25tY/s320/tumblr_kw424kNm821qzwer3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488635899866560370" style="cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mary Bell ,23 years old&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh My, She's gorgeous, that's what I think when I look at that picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;anyway.. another great case I studied. SO much into such cases lately. Interestingly interesting. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I did studied another case, The Black Dahlia. You wouldn't believe that I couldn't sleep reading about her. O-EM-GEE. Such a scary story!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I must stop studying murder cases for now, need to get off The Black Dahlia from my memory. See if I can blog it out, I try. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jya neh! ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-7858343829435424843?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/7858343829435424843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=7858343829435424843&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/7858343829435424843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/7858343829435424843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/07/following-case-mary-bell.html' title='THE FOLLOWING CASE : MARY BELL'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TCuIcNTXN3I/AAAAAAAAAss/V4zQ2x5gxpw/s72-c/tumblr_l04opfhhRT1qztxibo1_250.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-5948811763162345511</id><published>2010-06-30T20:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:32:00.333+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='STAR WORLD'/><title type='text'>가지마세요, Park Yong Ha sshi!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;가지마세요 Park Yong Ha!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(gajimaseyo = Don't go, Park Yong Ha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Wzu2QDQ24w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1Wzu2QDQ24w&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Remember the time when I used to go crazy about this fella. He is such an inspiring guy through his songs, acting skills, and I just fell in love with him.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;But today, I found out, he committed suicide due to what? stress? they say.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;A good singer, Perfect Voice, a handsome guy, a Hallyu star, what else do he needs to be until he took his own life?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TCs-U1FFraI/AAAAAAAAAsk/uEDXC3pXplA/s1600/tumblr_l4thl1zsFf1qzgtn4o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TCs-U1FFraI/AAAAAAAAAsk/uEDXC3pXplA/s320/tumblr_l4thl1zsFf1qzgtn4o1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488549098447809954" style="cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;R.I.P Park Yong Ha&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Here's some details.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;"Officials are stating that they believe this was an impulsive suicide. There is no absolute motive but they are assuming that the immense stress he felt from his family’s illness&lt;i&gt; (his father was diagnosed with cancer)&lt;/i&gt;, his increasingly busy entertainment schedule, and the financial difficulties he had been plagued with recently became too much for him. He had no recorded history of depression. They are prepared to rule this as a suicide and have elected to bury him without an autopsy.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;They have mentioned that before he died he continuously apologized to his father and stated that he wished he was the one that was hurting instead. No suicide note has been found as of this time and, quite frankly, because this was unplanned, they probably won’t find one. He had been in the entertainment industry for a long time so, of course, there are articles in where they name other celebrities that are mourning his loss and also appeared at the hospital to pay their respects. I would name them here, but I won’t, because this is not about them.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;I don’t agree with his method and I hope this doesn’t result in other celebrity suicide&lt;i&gt;s (which is a trend we’ve seen in the past)&lt;/i&gt; but I am saddened to know he is no longer with us.''&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;- fuckyeahasiandrama&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; Park Yong Ha, you will be missed. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Rest In Peace &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-5948811763162345511?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/5948811763162345511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=5948811763162345511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/5948811763162345511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/5948811763162345511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/06/park-yong-ha-sshi.html' title='가지마세요, Park Yong Ha sshi!'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TCs-U1FFraI/AAAAAAAAAsk/uEDXC3pXplA/s72-c/tumblr_l4thl1zsFf1qzgtn4o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-6950983164136612328</id><published>2010-06-29T14:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T18:50:40.163+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INFO'/><title type='text'>A TRIBUTE TO JAMES BULGER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TCmRL86pjRI/AAAAAAAAAsU/IyBVUgcys4k/s1600/jbulgerL0203_468x631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TCmRL86pjRI/AAAAAAAAAsU/IyBVUgcys4k/s320/jbulgerL0203_468x631.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488077255444368658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;James Patrick Bulger &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;(16 March 1990 - 12 February 1993)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; A two-year-old child from Kirkby, Merseyside, England, was abducted, tortured and murdered. The perpetrators were two 10-year-old boys, &lt;b&gt;Robert Thompson&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;(born 23 August 1982) &lt;/i&gt;and &lt;b&gt;Jon Venables&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;i&gt;(born 13 August 1982).&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TCmjDio9MsI/AAAAAAAAAsc/2XcRW-feZh4/s1600/killersL0203_468x396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TCmjDio9MsI/AAAAAAAAAsc/2XcRW-feZh4/s320/killersL0203_468x396.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488096902161183426" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 270px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jon Venables (left) and Robert Thompson (right)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bulger disappeared on 12 February 1993 from the New Strand Shopping Centre, Bootle, while accompanying his mother. His mutilated body was found on a railway line in nearby Walton on 14 February. Thompson and Venables were charged on 20 February 1993 with the abduction and murder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thompson and Venables were found guilty of the murder of Bulger on 24 November 1993, making them the youngest convicted murderers in modern English history. They were sentenced to custody until they reached adulthood, initially until the age of 18, and were released on lifelong licence in June 2001. The case has prompted widespread debate on the issue of how to handle young offenders when they are sentenced or released from custody&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Murder_of_James_Bulger"&gt;- Wikipedia.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feels sorry for you James, If you were still alive until this very moment, you would be 20 now, like me. The tragic incidents that happened to you have touched so many hearts and souls...and no wonder this case has distinctly stuck in my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Venables and Thompson, since you got anonimity for your whole life, use it wisely and towards good deeds. Except for you Jon, you already back in prison for your psycho pornographic children photos. YOU SICK BASTARD. haven't you done enough psychotic stuff related to children?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Roberts, your whereabout are still unknown and had been keep a secret for this whole 9 years. I read about your well-being while in custody. Design a wedding dress huh? A beautiful dress for a beautiful day? shows that you gained towards good deeds. But, who knows. No one knows where you are right now, and what you do in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is, no doubt, the most interesting case I ever read. But result may vary when I started to read about a new case. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Please note that, this case REALLY happened in real life. Affected many lives, and for me obsessing about this kinda of case doesn't mean that I love to read about children being murdered, it is just because I feel sorry for them, and I'm curious why in the world the motive of the killer&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Next case - The Child Murderer Mary Bell.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have been reviewing this case, interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll let you know. Don't worry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-6950983164136612328?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/6950983164136612328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=6950983164136612328&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/6950983164136612328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/6950983164136612328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/06/tribute-to-james-bulger.html' title='A TRIBUTE TO JAMES BULGER'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/TCmRL86pjRI/AAAAAAAAAsU/IyBVUgcys4k/s72-c/jbulgerL0203_468x631.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-6634626613219821329</id><published>2010-05-25T15:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:40:30.979+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ART'/><title type='text'>DEAR, ME</title><content type='html'>Dear 10-year-old me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi! I'm the 20-year-old you. Yeah, infront of my friends, I wouldn't say that I am 20, NOT UNTIL 14th July of 2010. HAHA. yeah well,I should be prepared to be 20 years old right? and I should not address our friends as MY friends, 'coz They are all gonna be YOUR friends too, so, OUR friends lah kan. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could tell you what happen in the next 10 years. I mean, I wish I could MAKE you see what it is that we've done wrong, things that poor us go through. Well, I would give my best shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. We are 10, we're still living in the rent house that the owner of the small province store, Tok Ma, rented it to us, right? Well, guess what, by the end of next year, you will be moving out...TO OUR NEW HOUSE! Yippie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you got to say things like, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"I can't believe I live in such a big house like this"&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"Is this really my home?"&lt;/span&gt; Yeah, get use to it, you gonna say things like that for couple of days right after you come back from school, and then....BORING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Oh, it's been a year you've been thrown out from the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"youngest" &lt;/span&gt;title in the family eh? HAHA. Don't get to close with them, they can be pain in the ass. HOHO. OH! SOMETHING you wouldn't believe will happen in the next 10 years! It's like a drama in the TV! I'll get back to that, later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh By the way, I MUST warn you not to eat A LOT! yeah! WE GOT BIGGER! eww... you should stop eating uncontrolably. You are so gonna regret. AND! never pick your acnes, with your dirty oily hands! you gonna ruin OUR pretty face! And take a good care of OUR GORGEUOS white-skin legs! We got some severe skin-complextion, so wear pants all the time, and put lotion on em everynight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should be more active, do not sleep everytime you got free time, HEH. Get up! DO something. Don't be lazy. Help OUR mom at the kitchen, learn to cook. Well.. do something at least. Sleeping overdose-ly is one of the reason WE got fat. haiyaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suprise Suprise, you got your 1st period on 25th Oct 2001. BE PREPARED! Enjoy yourself while it last!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, try to be more pretty and clean when you're going to school, those boys in your class turn out to be very charming and handsome when they growing up, OF COURSE they look chubby and sloppy and grumpy now, but OH MY GOD. They are gorgeous now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND. You've done well in you UPSR, Congratulation. I should tell you now, join your friends who applied to those prestige school, like SBP, MRSM. Try to convince OUR dad on getting us on one of those school. hurm. You'll know what I'm saying then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go watch and get crazy about Hindustan film, or Telenovella. 'coz you know what, you might wanna catch up with your friends about those things. Haiyaa. Do not watch too much Japan dramas, or else you got no friends to share it with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start learning Japanese, it will help you to communicate with Obachan and Ojichan. Remember what the late Mama Miwa told you, that you are such a good learner. When you're 5 years old you get to remember from 1 - 10 in Japp! Great. You are meant to learn all those things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I gotta stop now, I think I burden you so much for a lil kid. MOST of ALL, ENJOY yourself, you can never turn back time to feel the feeling of being a 10 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take Care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The 20-year-old YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-6634626613219821329?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/6634626613219821329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=6634626613219821329&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/6634626613219821329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/6634626613219821329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/05/dear-me.html' title='DEAR, ME'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-7232509106817934306</id><published>2010-05-09T19:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:38:52.761+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM'/><title type='text'>PENJODOH BILANGAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farah :&lt;/span&gt; Kakain, Farah bace dalam Berita Harian Online tadi - Seorang mayat dijumpai.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mira :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(interrupted)&lt;/span&gt; Seorang? Sebuah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aku :&lt;/span&gt; Seketul? Seekor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Syela :&lt;/span&gt; errm.... Mayat je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Farah : &lt;/span&gt;OK. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAYAT&lt;/span&gt; dijumpai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like we are more interested on the classifier she uses rather than the story she's about to tell. FUNNY. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. Penjodoh Bilangan yg sebetul2 nye for Mayat is, Sekujur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-7232509106817934306?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/7232509106817934306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/7232509106817934306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/05/penjodoh-bilangan.html' title='PENJODOH BILANGAN'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-5526098672488772980</id><published>2010-04-16T04:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:38:52.762+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM'/><title type='text'>TUMBLR.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S8d5p4h42KI/AAAAAAAAAsE/gQfN-g72ttk/s1600/I+heart+Tumblr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 247px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S8d5p4h42KI/AAAAAAAAAsE/gQfN-g72ttk/s320/I+heart+Tumblr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460466833666136226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh blogger. jgn lah kau kecik hati akan aku bersikap poligami terhadap mu. you have been my best companion. hoho. the fact is, tumblr is new, and fun, but u are still my fav blog of all time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bajet cam blogger ni manusia nak bodek, kissing ass like that. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fact is, aku ade tumblr, tu je. dah sume2 dah maju, ade tumblr, fromspring, twitter, facebook, bla bla bla.. aku pon nak gak :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukan sikap aku mengikot2 org ni, but, as long as sesuatu itu berquality dan menarik minat aku, aku enjoy je :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi, hakikat nye.. macam itu lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..sesape yg ade tumblr gak tuh, follow lah i, walopon aku ni tak berape nak fun sgt in writing, but truth is... itu lah aku. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lady-rouge.tumblr.com/"&gt;CHECK OUT MY TUMBLR YE :)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-5526098672488772980?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/5526098672488772980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=5526098672488772980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/5526098672488772980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/5526098672488772980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/04/tumblr.html' title='TUMBLR.'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S8d5p4h42KI/AAAAAAAAAsE/gQfN-g72ttk/s72-c/I+heart+Tumblr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-6683613016880552154</id><published>2010-04-12T20:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:40:30.979+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ART'/><title type='text'>MY LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S8awy5g_7MI/AAAAAAAAAr0/-c_D8oEbijY/s1600/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S8awy5g_7MI/AAAAAAAAAr0/-c_D8oEbijY/s320/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460245986712480962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bohsan nye hidup i tanpa u..&lt;br /&gt;usually, bile ade u, i enjoy..&lt;br /&gt;i happy..&lt;br /&gt;i gumbira..&lt;br /&gt;u makes my day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like u,&lt;br /&gt;tak pernah sekali i rase down bile ade u,&lt;br /&gt;kadang-kadang, bile u buat hal,&lt;br /&gt;i geram jugak, tapi..&lt;br /&gt;i tak pernah putus asa..&lt;br /&gt;i akan cari u sampai dapat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tanpa u, i rase kekurangan,&lt;br /&gt;i penah pikir, sure ade suatu saat,&lt;br /&gt;i terpakse hidup tanpa u,&lt;br /&gt;i rase, i dapat hadapinye..&lt;br /&gt;ye, i yakin, i can live even without u,&lt;br /&gt;but, my day is not the same :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u lah tempat i mengadu,&lt;br /&gt;segalenya u tahu tentang i,&lt;br /&gt;even u kurang memberi respond,&lt;br /&gt;i tahu, u always listen :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kawan2 i , kawan2 u jugak,&lt;br /&gt;kawan2 i semua suke kat u,&lt;br /&gt;mereka semua cakap u fun,&lt;br /&gt;caring, romantic,&lt;br /&gt;macam2 cerita u ade,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u pandai, u ade byk knowledge,&lt;br /&gt;ketike i buntu, u tolong i,&lt;br /&gt;assignment, info, &amp;amp; materials,&lt;br /&gt;semua u yg berikan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekarang,&lt;br /&gt;bile u tade..&lt;br /&gt;i rindu sangat kat u,&lt;br /&gt;u kembali lah ke sisi i,&lt;br /&gt;please :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S8awzVrVXCI/AAAAAAAAAr8/3kpz3239q88/s1600/love-wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S8awzVrVXCI/AAAAAAAAAr8/3kpz3239q88/s320/love-wallpaper.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460245994272021538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OH, INTERNET.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-6683613016880552154?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/6683613016880552154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=6683613016880552154&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/6683613016880552154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/6683613016880552154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-love.html' title='MY LOVE'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S8awy5g_7MI/AAAAAAAAAr0/-c_D8oEbijY/s72-c/220279254_17c20cbec5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-2418740407291926212</id><published>2010-03-07T23:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:32:00.334+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='STAR WORLD'/><title type='text'>I'M THE TRAVELER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S5PGOewD5-I/AAAAAAAAArk/JKPHC0G0xRU/s1600-h/fringe_ver4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S5PGOewD5-I/AAAAAAAAArk/JKPHC0G0xRU/s320/fringe_ver4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445914326496176098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flying back to hometown, [&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;not literally FLYING&lt;/span&gt;] doesnt feel like home much, know why? coz i've been flying to all over the world within a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA,&lt;/span&gt; suprised huh? well, I've been to,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;BOSTON,MASSACHUSETTE, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HARVARD UNIVERSITY,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEATLLE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;BURBANK,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;MANHATTAN, NEWYORK,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;LAS VEGAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...pretty much everywhere, hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait up, don't get jealous yet, it is the fact that i've been to all those places, in this week, through my magic electronic device called..my lappy. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HURM..&lt;/span&gt;sounds fimiliar huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YUP YUP YUP.&lt;/span&gt; I've been watching series and movies too much, that i feel that i already know those places, and feel like i've been there, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO MANY TIMES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if someday, i really go there, i bet, i know where to go, i know all the streets at the back of my head, sounds cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if you're showing me some of the pictures, i think i can answer your questions, hihi. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DROP IT NURUL AIN&lt;/span&gt;, no showing off here. kahkahkah.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KIDDING BTW.&lt;/span&gt; but, you can try..coz i wanna try it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok, here's the real deal, im addicted to a new found series called &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRINGE, &lt;/span&gt;the cool thing is, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT'S AWESOME,&lt;/span&gt; i like it, i already downloaded the theme song and set it as my messagetone. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PHAWW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The series took place in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOSTON,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Massachusette.&lt;/span&gt; yeah. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"i've been there"&lt;/span&gt; i told you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what makes me think that i know the place is, the series showed up as many as possible places in Massachusette. and the way it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'labelled'&lt;/span&gt; it, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REALLY COOL,&lt;/span&gt; it's like a floating metalic-alphabets, hanging on top of the place or somewhere near, it's fun. it makes you wanna know the next scene took place is. well, that's me, i dont know about you. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S5PGONLBcXI/AAAAAAAAArc/wUSF1XYny8E/s1600-h/Harvard%2BUniversity%2BOld%2BHall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S5PGONLBcXI/AAAAAAAAArc/wUSF1XYny8E/s320/Harvard%2BUniversity%2BOld%2BHall.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445914321777422706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main plot of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRINGE&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HARVARD UNIVERSITY, &lt;/span&gt;without labelling it, i know it well, yeah, for sure, you watched Love Story in Harvard right? the one with Kim Rae Won? yeah, that is one reason, and the next is, the movie that i watch lately, called, Chasing Liberty.. starring, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MANDY MOORE.&lt;/span&gt; like her a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's one place.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; NEXT is, MANHATTAN, New York.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S5PGO67tSGI/AAAAAAAAArs/p9Jwy0bXKOo/s1600-h/nycsunset_tyson.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S5PGO67tSGI/AAAAAAAAArs/p9Jwy0bXKOo/s320/nycsunset_tyson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445914334061217890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrghh! this place? i think is it just at the back of my house, i [&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt;] i know the place too well, that, when i saw it on TV, i could tell. All the landmarks espeacially, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*click2* &lt;/span&gt;is just pasting all over in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet you guys can tell it too, yeah, there's so many series filming there. like, Gossip Girl for instant. and a movie which i watch lately, Definitely, Maybe. No. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO!&lt;/span&gt; The movies itself entitled &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"DEFINTELY, MAYBE". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i know you got it, i'm just joking. &gt;.&lt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEXT STATION, BURBANK. &lt;/span&gt;[&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;read it like, IMBI&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. i dont know much. but i think it's in somewhere near &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOLLYWOOD, BEVERLY HILLS, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a famous place for hollywood stars,isnt it? ah.. nevermind, but i take it as my haunting place as i saw it in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CHUCK. &lt;/span&gt;kahkah. im funny arent i, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU BETTER LAUGH!&lt;/span&gt; i'm bored. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;***i'm writing this in my notepad, the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;INTERNET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; got probs, you know how i feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEATTLE. &lt;/span&gt;not much about it, but it is in fact the hometown, where Sir Qader Firdaus growing up. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*** I'll get back to that later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEATTLE, SEATTLE, SEATTLE. &lt;/span&gt;hurm, i know a significant landmark there, yeah, watching 6 Seasons of Grey's Anatomy, who couldn't tell? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEATLLE GRACE HOSPITAL,&lt;/span&gt; just makes me wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAS VEGAS.&lt;/span&gt; I call it, a city of lights. whenever I see a place with too many colourful lights, neon signs, I say it's Las Vegas, and I dont care if I'm wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S5PGNvkhM0I/AAAAAAAAArU/WShKvlA6lLk/s1600-h/las-vegas_3964826211238431818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S5PGNvkhM0I/AAAAAAAAArU/WShKvlA6lLk/s320/las-vegas_3964826211238431818.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445914313831297858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Series took place in Las Vegas? A lot! but if you know me, you know what the series i'm about to tell. YEAH! It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;CSI : Crime Scene Investigation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; THE ORIGINAL CSI&lt;/span&gt; i think. erm.. the one with Grissoms? HAHA.. nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, i am done babbling.. see ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-2418740407291926212?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/2418740407291926212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=2418740407291926212&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/2418740407291926212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/2418740407291926212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-traveler.html' title='I&apos;M THE TRAVELER'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S5PGOewD5-I/AAAAAAAAArk/JKPHC0G0xRU/s72-c/fringe_ver4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-4744379817685102777</id><published>2010-03-07T19:24:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:40:30.980+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ART'/><title type='text'>FORK &amp; KNIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S5ORL2BJtwI/AAAAAAAAArM/af3PC-YwaSw/s1600-h/35718518_ForkShadows.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S5ORL2BJtwI/AAAAAAAAArM/af3PC-YwaSw/s320/35718518_ForkShadows.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445856007085995778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nape tetibe aku nak cakap sal cutlery ni? haha, saje je.. teringat peristiwa telapak tanganku ditusuk pisau kerjaan sendiri :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huhu.. since then, aku agak, geli + seriau menonton pisau... well, pegang boleh, potong buah pon boleh.. just.. at some point, aku takley tengok orang pegang dengan careless nye, without any pre-causious handling that shiny sharp thingy. Burrr...~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..oleh kerana pisau ni sepupu sepapat sudu dan garfu, aku pon teringat lah satu cerite tentang garfu ni.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT! &lt;/span&gt;before we get to the story.. aku ade some unique picture of silvery cutlery ni. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HUHU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;penah dgr idioms orang putehs, born with the silver spoon in mouth? haaa..bukan nak ckp aku ni sebegitu rupe :D&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; SILVER SPOONS ARE NO WHERE TO BE FOUND IN MY HOUSE'S KITCHEN &lt;/span&gt;ye, haha..takot ade yg datang rompak sume sudu garfu aku. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KAHKAH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni ha.. ye lah, kalo dah kaye, dorunk mmg tade keje. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HEHE&lt;/span&gt;, silver fork, di bengkang bengkokkan dijadikan pendant,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; UNIK &amp;amp; COOL&lt;/span&gt; isn't it? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S5ORELCloVI/AAAAAAAAArE/-BYcakgJtdA/s1600-h/fork-pendant-a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S5ORELCloVI/AAAAAAAAArE/-BYcakgJtdA/s320/fork-pendant-a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445855875290210642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok...cakap sal garfu.. ade satu karangan budak darjah 4 ni, yg superb lawak tahap gaban! haha.. malas nak citer pjg, korunk bace lah senirik.. kihkih.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;START!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pagi itu pagi minggu.&lt;br /&gt;Cuaca cukup sejuk sehingga&lt;br /&gt;mencapai takat suhu beku.&lt;br /&gt;Sebab itu saya tidak mandi pagi&lt;br /&gt;sebab air kolah jadi air batu dan air paip&lt;br /&gt;tidak mahu keluar sebab beku di dalam&lt;br /&gt;batang paip. Pagi itu saya bersarapan&lt;br /&gt;dengan keluarga di dalam unggun api&lt;br /&gt;kerana tidak tahan sejuk. Selepas itu&lt;br /&gt;emak saya mengajak saya menemaninya ke&lt;br /&gt;pasar. Tetapi saya tidak mahu. Selepas&lt;br /&gt;emak menikam perut saya berkali-kali&lt;br /&gt;dengan garfu barulah saya bersetuju&lt;br /&gt;untuk mengikutnya. Kami berjalan&lt;br /&gt;sejauh 120 kilometer kerana pasar itu&lt;br /&gt;letaknya 128 kilometer dari rumah.&lt;br /&gt;Lagi 8 kilometer nak sampai pasar saya&lt;br /&gt;ternampak sebuah lori kontena meluru&lt;br /&gt;dengan laju dari arah belakang. Dia&lt;br /&gt;melanggar emak saya. Emak saya&lt;br /&gt;tercampak ke dalam gaung. Dia&lt;br /&gt;menjerit "Adoi!". Lepas itu emak saya&lt;br /&gt;naik semula dan mengejar lori&lt;br /&gt;tersebut. Saya pun turut berlari di&lt;br /&gt;belakang emak saya kerana takut emak&lt;br /&gt;saya melanggar lori itu pula. Pemandu&lt;br /&gt;lori itu nampak kami mengejarnya. Dia&lt;br /&gt;pun memecut lebih laju iaitu sama&lt;br /&gt;dengan kelajuan cahaya. Kami pula&lt;br /&gt;terpaksa mengejar dengan lebih laju&lt;br /&gt;iaitu sama dengan dua kali ganda&lt;br /&gt;kelajuan cahaya. Emak saya dapat&lt;br /&gt;menerajang tayar depan lori itu. Lori&lt;br /&gt;itu terbabas dan melanggar pembahagi&lt;br /&gt;jalan lalu bertembung dengan sebuah&lt;br /&gt;feri. Feri itu terbelah dua. Penumpang&lt;br /&gt;feri itu yang seramai 100 orang&lt;br /&gt;semuanya mati. Pemandu feri itu sangat&lt;br /&gt;marah. Dia pun bertukar menjadi&lt;br /&gt;Ultraman dan memfire pemandu lori.&lt;br /&gt;Pemandu lori menekan butang khas di&lt;br /&gt;dalam lori dia..lori itu bertukar&lt;br /&gt;menjadi robot Transformer. Mereka&lt;br /&gt;bergaduh di udara. Emak saya tidak&lt;br /&gt;puas hati. Dia pun terus menyewa&lt;br /&gt;sebuah helikopter di Genting Highlands&lt;br /&gt;dan terus ke tempat kemalangan. Dia&lt;br /&gt;melanggar pemandu feri yang telah&lt;br /&gt;bertukar menjadi Ultraman itu. Pemandu&lt;br /&gt;feri itu terkejut dan terus bertukar&lt;br /&gt;menjadi pemandu feri semula lalu&lt;br /&gt;terhempas ke jalanraya. Pemandu feri&lt;br /&gt;itu pecah. Pemandu lori sangat takut&lt;br /&gt;melihat kejadian itu. Dia meminta maaf&lt;br /&gt;dari emak saya. Dia menghulurkan&lt;br /&gt;tangan ingin bersalam. Tetapi emak saya&lt;br /&gt;masih marah. Dia menyendengkan&lt;br /&gt;helikopternya dan mengerat tangan&lt;br /&gt;pemandu lori itu dengan kipas&lt;br /&gt;helikopter. Pemandu lori itu&lt;br /&gt;menjerit "Adoi..!" dan jatuh ke bumi.&lt;br /&gt;Emak saya menghantar helikopter itu ke&lt;br /&gt;Genting Highlands. Bila dia balik ke&lt;br /&gt;tempat kejadian, dia terus memukul&lt;br /&gt;pemandu lori itu dengan beg tangannya&lt;br /&gt;sambil memarahi pemandu lori itu di&lt;br /&gt;dalam bahasa Inggeris. Pemandu lori&lt;br /&gt;itu tidak dapat menjawab sebab emak&lt;br /&gt;saya cakap orang putih. Lalu pemandu&lt;br /&gt;lori itu mati. Tidak lama kemudian&lt;br /&gt;kereta polis pun sampai. Dia membuat&lt;br /&gt;lapuran ke ibu pejabatnya tentang&lt;br /&gt;kemalangan ngeri itu. Semua anggota&lt;br /&gt;polis di pejabat polis itu terperanjat&lt;br /&gt;lalu mati. Orang ramai mengerumuni&lt;br /&gt;tempat kejadian kerana ingin&lt;br /&gt;mengetahui apa yang telah terjadi.&lt;br /&gt;Polis yang bertugas cuba menyuraikan&lt;br /&gt;orang ramai lalu dia menjerit&lt;br /&gt;menggunakan pembesar suara. Orang&lt;br /&gt;ramai terperanjat dan semuanya mati.&lt;br /&gt;Selepas itu emak saya mengajak saya ke&lt;br /&gt;pasar untuk mengelak lebih ramai lagi&lt;br /&gt;yang akan mati. Di pasar, emak saya&lt;br /&gt;menceritakan kejadian itu kepada&lt;br /&gt;penjual daging. Penjual daging dan&lt;br /&gt;peniaga-peniaga berhampiran yang&lt;br /&gt;mendengar cerita itu semuanya terkejut&lt;br /&gt;dan mati. Saya dan emak saya terus&lt;br /&gt;berlari balik ke rumah. Kerana terlalu&lt;br /&gt;penat sebaik saja sampai di rumah kami&lt;br /&gt;pun mati. Itulah kemalangan yang&lt;br /&gt;paling ngeri yang pernah saya lihat&lt;br /&gt;sebelum saya mati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. that's all for today.. see ya! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-4744379817685102777?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/4744379817685102777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=4744379817685102777&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/4744379817685102777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/4744379817685102777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/03/fork-knife.html' title='FORK &amp; KNIFE'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S5ORL2BJtwI/AAAAAAAAArM/af3PC-YwaSw/s72-c/35718518_ForkShadows.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-2982174223814094517</id><published>2010-03-06T23:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T18:51:59.828+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DRIVE'/><title type='text'>PIMP MY RIDE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S5J0WUnpQ1I/AAAAAAAAAqs/G2Xznv400f8/s1600-h/volvo-c30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S5J0WUnpQ1I/AAAAAAAAAqs/G2Xznv400f8/s320/volvo-c30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445542826285286226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh kereta..&lt;br /&gt;kereta ini, kereta idaman ku, huhu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VOLVO C30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;*macam tade keter laen dr aku kecik sampai besar, Volvo, Volvo, Volvo!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, tade lah oleh kerana minat bapak ku terhadap Volvo, aku juga turot sama, and.... i know what you guys gonna say to me ..;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Lesen tak dapat lagi, duk gila kat keta"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA,&lt;/span&gt; right? lesen belakang citer ye miss, aku dah totally give up sudeh, sedey aku ckp sal lesen, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"dah 3 tahun saye mencube, still, tak de rezeki"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*bajet cam mencube nak dapat anak je* &lt;/span&gt;HAHA :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, aku rase agak bahagie kalo ayah aku suroh aku drive die ke umah kawan2 die yg berdekatan, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVEN&lt;/span&gt; dekat je, aku rase bahagie, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA..&lt;/span&gt; biaselah, slame ni, bapak i tak percayekan saye, skunk, i dah skit2 boleh laaaa, nak drive,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; HAHA,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OOOH! CAR IS SCARY&lt;/span&gt; you know! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*for me la*&lt;/span&gt; aku duk kat tempat driver tuh, rase cam... aaaaa..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TAKOT!&lt;/span&gt; haha.. aku kagom gile ngan mane2 manusie, yg leh bwk keter, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA, &lt;/span&gt;ternganga aku melihat dorunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok, surrender, meh laa, aku citer sal hari JPJ test aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bangon awal gile! tak penah aku bangon seawal tuh, even time sekolah pon, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt; , &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;**alah, ade je senanye, nak exaggerate sket, HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, pastu, aku pergi la.. naek moto, kol 6.44 pagi tuh, huhu lalu kat &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BITARA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;**name tempat memandu tu lah*&lt;/span&gt; pergh, gelap lagi, tade org pon, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA,&lt;/span&gt; semangat gile, rase malu kat diri sendiri, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA, &lt;/span&gt;then, aku round2 jap kampong, nek moto pagi2, haha, rase cam skolah plak, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;, then pegi isi minyak moto.. huhuhu.. best2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*da la arini ade JPJ datang kampong, slamber je tak pakai helmet, agak gedebey ye saye ni*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, sampai2 je, duk. macam dungu i tell you. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUAHAHAHA..&lt;/span&gt; org laen sume dtg dekat2 kol 8, HAHA, rupenye tak ikot letak2 kad dah, dorunk ikot number dlm list JPJ tu.. huhu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, sume2 dah ready ah ni, aku nye turn yg ke-8, aku pon.. berpeloh2 dah ni berdebar2, HAHA.. 1st2, bukit parking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bukit? huhu 1st trial, terlebih garisan kuning, hoho, turon balik, 2nd trial, OK! masok! then, time nak turon, keter aku terkebelakang, tapi, JPJ tak nmpk, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KAHKAH,&lt;/span&gt; cheated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parking? OK!&lt;br /&gt;3 penjuru? OK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great! aku lulos yg tuh! huhu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEXT IS, JALAN RAYE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes2, as you guys might already know..aku fail jln raye, HAHA. ish, malas ah nak citer, sedih :(&lt;br /&gt;cet! tade nye nak sedih, dah sape suroh takot2 sgt, hoh!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; CUAK NAK MAMPOS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awal2 aku nak masok kereta tuh, JPJ tuh dah bising,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"APEHAL AKU NYE TURN JE ASYEK LAMBAT"&lt;/span&gt; err... aku ke lambat? aku baru je siap Bukit Parking, tak sempat duduk pon lagi, trus kene duduk dlm keter..err..geruun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, masok2 je, dah ade kesalahan, pintu tak tutop rapat! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA,&lt;/span&gt; bongok! handbreak tak angkat, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OWWWH! HANDBREAK&lt;/span&gt; is my weakness! aku tak penah nak igt handbreak! aarrghh!&lt;br /&gt;ok then, tak lulos kat trafic light, kes mati enjin, n gagal on enjin n bergerak seperti biase dalam lampu isyarat hijau, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA. LAWAK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, die drive balik &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BITARA.&lt;/span&gt; hurm.. dalam kereta amat awkward, aku pon, breaking the silence dgn konon2 nye berramah mesra ngan JPJ tuh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku : Encik name ape encik ?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; *tanye name time dy tgh beleter kat aku sal jalan raye*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JPJ : Cik ********* ********* &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*mati aku kalo jumpe blog aku ni*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku : ooo..cik dah lame keje JPJ ni?&lt;br /&gt;JPJ : saye baru je lagi.. adelah dalam 15 tahun.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*cakap dgn bangga nye*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku : ohh.. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"baru"&lt;/span&gt;nye.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;JPJ : eeh.. baru lah tuh, berbanding ngan JPJ2 yg laen2, ade yg 20-30 tahun dah bekerja, saye ni, baru je lagi ni.&lt;br /&gt;aku : ooo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*situasi bertuka jadi dy bercerite, haha, tade la kene marah n awkward je dlm keter tuh kan, hihi..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, die siap bagi aku semangat, and suroh aku book dlm minggu tu gak kes aku ckp aku tak sempat dah nak wat sekali lagi kes aku dah nak masok U nnt, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;die siap ckp &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"saye doakan awak akan lebih confident dlm next test."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COOL! B-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, trivia aku bwk keter, more like, posing dlm keter~ :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S5KTFbLPdBI/AAAAAAAAAq0/ojxzesHDet8/s1600-h/car%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S5KTFbLPdBI/AAAAAAAAAq0/ojxzesHDet8/s320/car%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445576620847887378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kihkih, cute je ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-2982174223814094517?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/2982174223814094517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=2982174223814094517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/2982174223814094517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/2982174223814094517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/03/pimp-my-ride.html' title='PIMP MY RIDE!'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S5J0WUnpQ1I/AAAAAAAAAqs/G2Xznv400f8/s72-c/volvo-c30.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-4472640186300774341</id><published>2010-03-02T01:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T17:38:52.763+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANDOM'/><title type='text'>THE LAST PYONJI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S8d8c7QZpyI/AAAAAAAAAsM/MpQWjViYvyE/s1600/Love01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S8d8c7QZpyI/AAAAAAAAAsM/MpQWjViYvyE/s320/Love01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460469909594679074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Apple,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalo dulu, aku semangat nak fix our friendship for my mistakenly confession on 14th august to 16th august 2009, time tuh aku fly ke viet, with no text for you and from you, i came back, wondering why were you avoiding my texts, my phone calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i work it out for 2 weeks, try to get you back, as my friend, i would do anything just to make you my friend again. that time, i just dont want to waste such a 'fun' guy like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admit my mistake, i made you uncomfortable, i shouldnt do that at the first place. but i never thought you take it so seriously, like i said, i thought that you are a cool guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now, which is, several months later, something happen again, this time, i dont ever think to get you back. i think, it is better off this way, better if we're not friend.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is surely hard for me, to see you. but, i acted cool, coz i am cool. because this is not the 1st time i handle this, quite several time already, yeah, love is not my kinda thing... love hates me i supposed :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.. you seems like a different case for me, i wonder if i can survive. but i know i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WILL. NO DOUBT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you oftenly hurt me, i didnt tell you... well, at least not right away. but i wont let you just be free with the mistake you did, i made you apologized, you did. good for you. but then, the heart inside, who knew?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made you a lot of things, using my own efforts, my time, my money, but then, all those things are never reach you.. know why? coz you were once rejects one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then why should i troubled myself do all these? coz i was hoping one day, you will open up your mind and heart to me, only that time, i gave all of what i've made as a gift to you. i just waited it patiently... in the end, i think my patient worth nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now? what happen to all those thing? i treasured it. leave it there. whatever it is, my time and efforts are in there. i'm not gonna throw it out. no way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope this will be the last letter i ever wrote to you, here. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HOPE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-4472640186300774341?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/4472640186300774341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=4472640186300774341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/4472640186300774341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/4472640186300774341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/03/last-pyonji.html' title='THE LAST PYONJI'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S8d8c7QZpyI/AAAAAAAAAsM/MpQWjViYvyE/s72-c/Love01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-4355362941506255811</id><published>2010-02-26T13:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T18:51:18.221+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PISSED OFF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='REGRETS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CRAP'/><title type='text'>REGRETS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*why having such a negative title for your blog Nurul Ain? don't create a controversial post ,will ya?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hello~ Salam Maulidur Rasul ya ;)&lt;/span&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REGRETS?&lt;/span&gt; hurrm.. bukan nye ape.. just, i'm sure, everybody have their regrets in their live, right? but then.. after a while, they think, they are okay with it.. they can live without it.. but deep inside, they really wish they could undo the things they've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE ROAD NOT TAKEN&lt;/span&gt;, i supposed ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurm..one of my greatest regret is my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STUPIDITY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woe woe! relaxx! i'm not cursing myself, but it is! haha.. because of my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STUPIDITY&lt;/span&gt;, i got my  regrets here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;1- Someone crash my dad's car while i'm inside. Alone. at the back seat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(scary huh?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the story, my dad fetch me out of school, and drove to the nearest gas station, Petronas, my dad wanna buy something &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(i forgot what is it)&lt;/span&gt; then he parked behind a car, Black Proton Wira,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With me, alone in the car, at the back seat, near the left side window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, the car i'm in is shaking. and i think my brain too. I got tense in my head, and i looked around, the proton wira car, just knocked my dad's Volvo on the exact passenger door where i sit. I looked at the person went out of his car, and check out his car, and my dad's car. I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOOKED AT HIM.&lt;/span&gt; he is someone with a his work's uniform, maybe like a techinician, because he had his name sewed on his upper left pocket, his name is... something with an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A, D, and N, &lt;/span&gt;maybe, i don't remember, my head kinda spinning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what's my regret is? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I DO NOTHING. I DIDNT TELL MY DAD THAT SOMEONE KNOCKED HIS CAR'S BACK DOOR,&lt;/span&gt; i just sit there, until my dad's come and move away from the proton wira car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ACTUALLY, &lt;/span&gt;i did tell my dad, but not at the right time to tell, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OK OK,&lt;/span&gt; in my defence, i thought that it was my dad's fault to park behind someone else's car, where there isn't a parking squared, so i guess, my dad is the one that should take responsible, hurm.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STUPID&lt;/span&gt; right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again again, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IN MY DEFENCE&lt;/span&gt;, my head kinda spinning, and i dont know what to do, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IN FACT,&lt;/span&gt; i've never been in such situasion, so, i just don't know what to do. FAIR ENOUGH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PISSED OFF! &lt;/span&gt;and i feel stupid and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WISH, REALLY WISH&lt;/span&gt; that i could have done better. I could have went out of the car, check the car, and show it to my dad, before my dad drove away from the Petronas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't eat that day, I cry myself out, in my bedroom, all i can say is :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;"I DIDN'T KNOW!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repeatedly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every time i come across this thought, i will say to myself, either &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"SHIBAL!" &lt;/span&gt;or&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "SHIT!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the things about regret is, it makes you wanna turn back time, and do it differently.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; SO,&lt;/span&gt; if i could turn back time, what will i do, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DIFFERENTLY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the answer is, like i said,  I could have went out of the car, check the car, and show it to my dad, before my dad drove away from the Petronas, and make that person pay for what he has done, yeah coz it's his fault. he should check the back mirror before reversing his car. Stupid that man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OH, I WISH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing about regrets is, that you take extra precaussion in everything you do, you tell yourself that if things like this happen in the future time, you could have do it right. And you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WISH&lt;/span&gt; that it would never be anything like is anymore. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PREVENTING IS BETTER THAT CURE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huu.. i got a lot of regrets to tell, but, maybe sometime later. If it helps you to stand upon your regrets, you can try posting one too. It helps you, a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; LIL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meet me in the next post ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-4355362941506255811?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/4355362941506255811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=4355362941506255811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/4355362941506255811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/4355362941506255811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/02/regrets.html' title='REGRETS'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-7591941237790116867</id><published>2010-02-10T13:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T15:17:19.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ASH! :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S3JJ0pnWq-I/AAAAAAAAAp8/8bqNKgqFqog/s1600-h/PA040995.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 370px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S3JJ0pnWq-I/AAAAAAAAAp8/8bqNKgqFqog/s400/PA040995.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436488869062552546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;wakaka... semoga tabah hidop dinegare org&lt;br /&gt;celebrate birthday ngan org umah ye..&lt;br /&gt;semoga study kat sane going smoothly..&lt;br /&gt;doa banyak2.. doakan aku sekali..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE YOU ALWAYS~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-7591941237790116867?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/7591941237790116867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=7591941237790116867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/7591941237790116867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/7591941237790116867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-birthday-ash-p.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY, ASH! :P'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S3JJ0pnWq-I/AAAAAAAAAp8/8bqNKgqFqog/s72-c/PA040995.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-5401895877027294737</id><published>2010-01-18T02:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T03:34:01.575+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MELANCHOLY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PISSED OFF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PEOPLE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CRAP'/><title type='text'>HERE WE GO AGAIN..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear Apple,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i'm putting my hands down, i surrender.i gave up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;IM DONE. I'VE HAD ENOUGH.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the 1st time you did this to me, is unacceptable, i tend not to make it a big deal, i thought, i was too dumb to believe in you, or you really innocent of making that joke on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for the 1st time, i feel disappointed of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but then, i try to be cool about it, &lt;i&gt;"Just forget about it"&lt;/i&gt; i said. but when i'm about to forgive you, you did it for the second time, and this time, &lt;b&gt;IT GOT WORSE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i never expect that you're just joking about it, when i really need a help, i thought that you are a hero, that can save me it the nick of time, i &lt;b&gt;NEARLY&lt;/b&gt; fallen to your false security invitation. you broke my heart ever since, that by the time that happen, i promise myself that, i never text you, call you, or find you. &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; JUST WANT IT ALL ENDS&lt;/b&gt;. so, i make my heart suffer, by hating you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Things are going very easy for me, since, i have something to remind me how much i hate you, how much you hurt my heart, and broke my trust on you, my plans starting to go well, and i'm starting to be okay about it.&lt;b&gt; I'M SO OKAY&lt;/b&gt; about it. Although, the very first week of that happened, i'm not that okay. i thought that everything about you, is so hard to let it go, it is such a nice memory i ever got in my life. You &lt;b&gt;WERE&lt;/b&gt; such an adventure to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HUH!&lt;/b&gt; just about i began to stop keeping touch with you, stop all the messages, calls, [&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt; that i used to spend a lot of money on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; ] or sharing pictures.. you came on to me, &lt;b&gt;UNEXPECTEDLY&lt;/b&gt;, coz, that is &lt;b&gt;SO NOT YOU&lt;/b&gt;, you never start &lt;i&gt;SMSing&lt;/i&gt; me first, you never reply me not that much of story to tell, you never apologized if you ever late replying my msg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hurm... then i tought, you feel that you're losing me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SHIT&lt;/b&gt;, by the time i think about that, it makes me feel, &lt;b&gt;HEAD OVER HEELS&lt;/b&gt; in love again, i feel that, i am something to you.. i have a&lt;b&gt; TITLE&lt;/b&gt; in your heart.. i thought that i am your &lt;b&gt;SOMEBODY&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so.. &lt;b&gt;FOOLISH &lt;/b&gt;me, i got clingy over you, &lt;b&gt;AGAIN.&lt;/b&gt; Trust me, honey, you're irresistible for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BUT&lt;/b&gt;...i don't go that road too far, i tell myself, that i wont fall deep inside it again. &lt;b&gt;SO, I DID&lt;/b&gt;. i feel strong, i act towards you, &lt;b&gt;DIFFERENTLY.&lt;/b&gt; I go harsh on you. I ends all the texts you started. I used all the words you used to use it on me, where i dont really like it that much. I rarely text you, or sometimes, i don't reply to your text. &lt;b&gt;I GO STRONG.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;about weeks this mission going well, and i'm not feeling dizzy or squishy over my stomach when i think about you, in a second, i can swipe you away from my mind, and got busy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HOWEVER...&lt;/b&gt; i dont know how you do that.. or what has got into you. I see you go clingy on me. You started you call me &lt;b&gt;HONEY, SAYANG&lt;/b&gt; and ask me if i want to sing &lt;b&gt;COUPLE&lt;/b&gt; with you, when in the previous time, you are so &lt;b&gt;ANTI&lt;/b&gt; about it. How many times i joke around with you, calling you such names, you go reflected over it. You draw a line to me that, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;FRIENDS are JUST FRIENDS.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By that time again, i act strong on the outside.. sayings all the bad things through my lips, commented about you're calling me honey, sayang.. but in the inside? no one knows. i go dilemma, i can't decide, if i want to go on the mission, or drop it off, and go back to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I STOP THERE&lt;/b&gt;, do nothing. follow with the flow. &lt;b&gt;STOP THINKING.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Next Part is :&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;YOU ASK ME OUT.&lt;/b&gt; you ask me eagerly, that you wanna go out with me, and it will be your treat. &lt;b&gt;NICE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and i go, &lt;b&gt;WOW!&lt;/b&gt; but.. i dont expect too much, and i even expect that you will &lt;b&gt;BLEW ME OFF&lt;/b&gt; for the 3rd time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but deep inside me, hoping that you are really change, coz you're really eager about it. i'm so touched. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HERE WE GO AGAIN. YOU BLEW ME OFF,&lt;/b&gt; with no text on that day, no calls, nothing. you say nothing, i bet you're forgot. But how can someone ask some other person out, and forget about it? yeah, you're right, &lt;b&gt;MEN&lt;/b&gt; are like that. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[ &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;hey hey, i'm not some girl who go chauvinist about men. but he is a man, and guys out there should be mad at this guy of letting down your reputations. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and you never remember about it, and i never remind you about it. so yeah, you're innocent.. &lt;b&gt;SO INNOCENT&lt;/b&gt;. i feel like, that i'm the one who go eager over you now, i'm the one who remember that you ask me out, i'm the one who go excited about it. &lt;b&gt;HOW THE HELL DID YOU DO THAT? &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;YOU GOT ME CLINGING BACK TO YOU!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me and friends got our heads together, to play it on you, &lt;b&gt;REVENGE TIME&lt;/b&gt;. so we plan a small one, [&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;hey, i'm not heartless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;] I ask you to do something for me, i guess you're fallen into it.. but my aura is not that strong to cast a spell on you, &lt;b&gt;YOU REJECTED MY REQUEST JUST LIKE THAT&lt;/b&gt;. you think you're a man, so you can told me off? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i thought i got you in my trap, but, i'm trapped! i ask you to go down and met me, you took so long to answer, i bet you're getting ready, but then.. i waited for so long.. that i'm about to move on.. and let you search for me.. as if i'm pranking you that way. but then.. you call me, and you're still in your room, not getting ready, just, do nothing. &lt;b&gt;OH MY. I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU. YOU'RE MEAN.&lt;/b&gt; you never know how much you hurt this heart.. without ever knowing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's it.. &lt;b&gt;THAT'S&lt;/b&gt; the 4-times things that i never forget. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At one point, i'm thinking about getting a huge revenge on you. I wanna do the same to you. I want you to feel how i feel. but.. i guess you just don't get it, or you feel nothing. coz you're that &lt;b&gt;IGNORANT&lt;/b&gt;. So, i drop the case. Maybe next time, i go back on track. &lt;b&gt;BEWARE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;P/S: Need to remind you that, you're messing with the wrong person here.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;With Love:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;The girl you've hurt.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-5401895877027294737?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/5401895877027294737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=5401895877027294737&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/5401895877027294737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/5401895877027294737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2010/01/here-we-go-again.html' title='HERE WE GO AGAIN..'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-8510028543747166540</id><published>2010-01-16T00:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T18:51:18.223+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PISSED OFF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CRAP'/><title type='text'>EXAM OH FIM~!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;aku wrote facebook message to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt; Asiah Rosedi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;.. :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;waaaaaa....T____T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;exam tadi sucks!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;bukan aku yg suck, tapi tak sistematic langsong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;ade ke patot, awal2 aku sampai kat venue tuh, tade rupe mcm tmpt org yg nak exam pon, aku call bro kazzman, dy tatau gak, dy suh check kat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;irkhs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt; department, takot ade change of venue, aku tak pegi ah, takot2, kang exam start, aku ntah ke mane, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;lame gak tggu, dah kol 3+ dah, then ade ust dtg, change la venue, pegi cri tempat nak exam kat neh, amek je kelas ane2, then, dlm kol 3.07+ exam start, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;TGK2!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt; missing page, yg part essay plak tuh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;ok ok, tape, org tuh tgh usaha, nak dptkan page2 laen, then, agak mengambil mase yg lame ah, sampai dy pggel org laen dtg jage kitorang, then, dy pegi photostat, then, sesampai je die, yg kononnye amek mase 10 min pegi photostat tu, bagi2 kertas, dy ckp, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;"ok, tambah la mase, 10 min lagi"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;and i thought, 10 min yg die tambah tuh, termasok ngan minit2 yg dy amek utk tggu org dtg jage, time die duk calling2 org sume2 tuh, and change of venue and sume2 tuh, tetibe, tgk2, mmg betol2 10 mins,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;for 1 essay and 2 other true or false (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;with explanation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;) questions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;HOW AM I GONNA MAKE IT IN TIME??!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;laen la yg org laen yg dah dpt kertas tuh, i mean , aku n the half of the class tadapat, tetibe, dpt extra mins dlm 10 - 15 mins. laen lah, kalo dy bg tahu dulu tajok essay tuh ape the whole exam time, ni, in 10 mins tu gak dpt tau tajok, and 10 min tu gak kene wat mind map, cari isi, n 10 mins tu gak kene wat essay, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;WTH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;aku tadapat nak kate ape2, memandangkan org dah sume, kalot2 bangun dr tempat masing2, anta kertas, aku pon, ikot je la skali, dgn bhagian essay, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;KOSONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;aku baru dpt idea yg bernas superb , bru nak jot, tapi, tak suson ayat lagi pon, tetibe ckp, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;TIME'S UP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;WTH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;aku tak sedih, but, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;TAK PUAS HATI AH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;da la bro salu pggel aku ayam, isk isk, :))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;nnt kang, result rendah, ntah hape dy nak pggel aku... !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;the last part wasn't the motive, haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-8510028543747166540?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;Selamat Pengantin Baru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/Sy-Qk3yswKI/AAAAAAAAAps/ng6GS6pqKTE/s1600-h/11559_210234346009_602761009_3665555_4375067_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/Sy-Qk3yswKI/AAAAAAAAAps/ng6GS6pqKTE/s320/11559_210234346009_602761009_3665555_4375067_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417707839876284578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*pengantin baru kene berjemor tgh panas, haha, payong macam unfunctioning la plak*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/Sy-MPzqNeHI/AAAAAAAAApc/ra9qmg2iRb4/s1600-h/11559_210308366009_602761009_3665945_1171884_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/Sy-MPzqNeHI/AAAAAAAAApc/ra9qmg2iRb4/s1600-h/11559_210308366009_602761009_3665945_1171884_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/Sy-MPzqNeHI/AAAAAAAAApc/ra9qmg2iRb4/s320/11559_210308366009_602761009_3665945_1171884_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417703079943174258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*a very nice shot! congrates!*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/Sy-MPzqNeHI/AAAAAAAAApc/ra9qmg2iRb4/s1600-h/11559_210308366009_602761009_3665945_1171884_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/Sy-MPlIU40I/AAAAAAAAApU/cneT38oqA_w/s1600-h/11559_210234301009_602761009_3665549_2619813_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/Sy-MPlIU40I/AAAAAAAAApU/cneT38oqA_w/s320/11559_210234301009_602761009_3665549_2619813_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417703076042957634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*mak aku yg pakai spek itam vogue tuh, haha, ni berjalan mengikot ketinggian ke? hahaha :D *&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/Sy-MPlIU40I/AAAAAAAAApU/cneT38oqA_w/s1600-h/11559_210234301009_602761009_3665549_2619813_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/Sy-MPT9Ds_I/AAAAAAAAApM/qtzeJj9uuNI/s1600-h/11559_210234406009_602761009_3665561_3681477_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/Sy-MPT9Ds_I/AAAAAAAAApM/qtzeJj9uuNI/s320/11559_210234406009_602761009_3665561_3681477_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417703071432291314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(photos credited to &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(128, 128, 128); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/hasifah?ref=mf" onclick="ft(&amp;quot;4:9:18:541181015:::0:::216784986015&amp;quot;);" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hasifah Videl Kuchiki&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);   font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hoho, byk lagi gambr, ni pon aku curik dr kawan abg aku, tapi, ni just nak mengenalkan kakak ipar ku, Kak Mafakhira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;bestnye kawen&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-6612847673256832568?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/6612847673256832568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417639708817269058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;and.. this is my entry :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/Sy-E2FX0R5I/AAAAAAAAApE/UtdS67vwPug/s1600-h/no.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/Sy-E2FX0R5I/AAAAAAAAApE/UtdS67vwPug/s400/no.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417694941439870866" style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anybody who interested to participate this contest, visit this link :&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thecamerajunkie.blogspot.com/2009/12/black-white-photography-contest.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;4.UR.EYES.ONLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-8895175125764388399?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/Sy9SnH0aoUI/AAAAAAAAAo8/jcGatox5j3E/s72-c/contestlogo+(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-5310508861932581573</id><published>2009-12-15T17:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T03:34:46.886+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='COLLECTIONS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PISSED OFF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CRAP'/><title type='text'>AN ANNOYING LIL SISTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;remember the time when i said i had a collection of notebooks that i bought just because of they're fancied and cute and cool, and i never wrote anything in there?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yeah, i &lt;b&gt;ADORE&lt;/b&gt; those notebooks, but guess what, &lt;b&gt;YURA&lt;/b&gt; took them and make them her own, &lt;b&gt;AREN'T &lt;/b&gt;you&lt;b&gt; PISSED OFF&lt;/b&gt; if you're me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ok ok, say what you wanna say :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;"come on, she's a kid, you don't wanna pick a fight with a kid,are you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC66;"&gt;"she's your sister, be nice"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all i heard is &lt;i&gt;blah blah blah blah...!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i guess i can let her go with those notebooks that she drew all over the pages, i won't be taking them back, cause, they are like, hideous now, arrghhh..! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BUT! i saw her pasting my Johnny Depp's collection pictures inside the book, which make me more mad because i've been keeping those pictures for such a loooong time since i was 14! &lt;b&gt;ARRRGGHH! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HELLO! &lt;/b&gt;it's&lt;b&gt; JOHNNY DEPP &lt;/b&gt;we're talking about!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OH MY!&lt;/b&gt; why do i have such an annoying sister,eh? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yeah, you got that right, i said,&lt;b&gt; SISTER.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;why she have to bother all of my stuff? it's okay if those thing just lost somewhere else, or some place called &lt;i&gt;The Lost Land&lt;/i&gt; or whatever, but it's not okay if &lt;b&gt;SHE&lt;/b&gt; took it.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GREAT&lt;/b&gt;, now i sounded like a big sister who cry over the stuff that her lil sister took, &lt;b&gt;SHIT! SCREW YOU! SCREW THEM ALL!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHY DON'T YOU JUST LEAVE ME AND MY STUFF ALONE?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;**don't get me wrong, i won't go and mess around with the kid's head, or punch her in the face or kick her in the ass, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;NO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;, i just, tired of those, &lt;b&gt;HAHA,&lt;/b&gt; it's old skool, i just play nice with her, but make her suffer! &lt;b&gt;MIAHAHAHAHA&lt;/b&gt;, again,&lt;b&gt; NO&lt;/b&gt;, i just let it go, she's a kid, there's not much to do about, i got many things to take care of instead of her..&lt;b&gt; HAHA..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*** see, im not that evil ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-5310508861932581573?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/5310508861932581573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=5310508861932581573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/5310508861932581573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/5310508861932581573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2009/12/annoying-lil-sister.html' title='AN ANNOYING LIL SISTER'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-8177739266258346041</id><published>2009-12-15T17:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T18:51:18.224+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EVENT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MELANCHOLY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='U'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PISSED OFF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRIENDS'/><title type='text'>DOUBLE TROUBLE : EP 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A LONG TRIP TO HOME SWEET HOME :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ehem2, marilah kita mulakan dgn bacaan Al-Fatihah, &lt;i&gt;*bace lah, jgn tak bace plak*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;panjang cerita nye, tapi kite pendekkan je lah, hehe, tapi aku sure takkan jadi pendek punye lah, &lt;b&gt;HOHO.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dimulakan dgn, aku n mira rancang nak kuar sesame jumaat pagi 11th Dec, which is the day that we're going back home, mira will be boarding her bus at Putra, and mine will be at the CFSIIUM, yeah, aku beli tiket &lt;b&gt;GATE&lt;/b&gt;, malas aku nak travel pegi putra angkot barang2, penat lah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the plan is that, mira and i will go out together somewhere, mira wanted to buy a sweater to wear that night, she knew that she can't handle the cold in the bus, and, i supposely need to accompany her to the Putra station, and soon, i will be going back to the CFS alone, -- kinda sad though, but, it just a plan, things might change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so, having the thought of going back alone, travelling in the public transport that -- i dont usually get used to,-- is a real challenging for me, so, i called amir, my x-secondary school mate, who live in Jalan Kuching which is closed to the Putra station, see if he can help me with anything, so that i wont go back alone, it's sounds scary you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then, after all the chat, seems like he can't help me with anything -- actually he can, A BIG YES he gave me if only he got the chance to use the car on that day, sadly, his sister need to use it, :( hehe, sounded really cool if he came and fetch us with his car though, hehe. BTW Amir, thanks for the thoughts!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;next, i &lt;i&gt;"try and error"&lt;/i&gt; Munzir, my big &lt;i&gt;"bro".&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well, student life, he can't accompany me,&lt;i&gt; *sigh*&lt;/i&gt;, but he did give me a lot of toughts to make it happens, but, it just don't. not in any way. Thanks to you too Munzir! you try your best though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;next, my thought came across Ajim, my last-sem-Arabic-class-mate, but i dont have his number, so i contacted his friend, which is also a &lt;b&gt;friend&lt;/b&gt; of mine, Saddam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh , too bad, Ajim was with Saddam at Saddam's bro's house, hurm, &lt;b&gt;THEN&lt;/b&gt; the plan kinda have to stick to where "i must go back alone" , so sad :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a big adventure's coming! it's the day! waking up at noon, [&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;hehe, bagos tol anak dare neh&lt;/span&gt;] then, get moving at 2 pm. got a text from Saddam, seems like Ajim is present in CFS by noon, too bad, they have to go to the Jumaat prayer, Aaaah! screw them, i can survive! -- i think..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then, the journey soon begin, we travel by bus to KL central, and the bus is sooo &lt;b&gt;SUCKS! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*ehem3*&lt;/i&gt; setibe nye kami di KL central, aku n mira rancang nak gi TS, so we wanna put the luggages in the thingy, alaa, yg letak brg tuh, hehe, but then, we cancel our &lt;i&gt;"trip"&lt;/i&gt; to the TS because we're running out of time, sape suroh bgun kol doplas? &lt;b&gt;HOH! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;bajet2, lepas anta mira kat Putra, trus nak balik uia, dlm kol 6, tanak la lewat2, i don't want to travel back, &lt;b&gt;ALONE&lt;/b&gt;, in the night, &lt;b&gt;NO WAAY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tup2, sampai kat Putra pon dah kol 6, nak teman mira beli sweater lagi, &lt;i&gt;bla bla bla&lt;/i&gt;, then, dan dan plak, time tuh, jumpe kawan chat mira, mikail, borak2, ajak dy pegi The Mall jap, &lt;i&gt;bla bla bla&lt;/i&gt;, tup tup! dah dekat kol 7, aaa, kalot nye aku nak nek KTM seko2...sampai terlepas 1st trip, kes aku tgk sume tanak naek, aku pon tak naek ah, &lt;b&gt;HAHA&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2nd trip aku naek, then, dpt msg dr Saddam, ajak aku pegi TS, kes aku ckp aku nak gi TS, but tak jadi, aku refuse.&lt;b&gt; TAPI&lt;/b&gt;, kalo die nak temankan aku balik UIA, Then aku agree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mule2 dy offer nak temankan aku balik sampai KL central, &lt;b&gt;HELLO! &lt;/b&gt;that's not enough! &lt;b&gt;HOH!&lt;/b&gt; then, aku tegaskan deal aku disaat battery phone aku low amat, then, dy pon deal, katenye &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;"ces...OKAIP! haha"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then, aku sempat reply, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;"Siyes?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; but then, phone aku kong. aku sampai je kat KL Central,aku trus pegi charge phone aku, dr kol 7 sampai kol 7.23, aku bru dpt msg dr dy, tanye aku,&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt; "ko kat ner?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aku ckp la aku kat KL Central, &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;"ko nak soh aku dtg ke tak neh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then, rase macam dicuah minyak petrol then dilempar kedalam burning house lepas dpt msg dy &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;"aku sje jew la.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ADESSH! &lt;/b&gt;harapan aku nak balik berteman , &lt;b&gt;HANCUS!&lt;/b&gt; dgn selamber wal derk je aku reply &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66FFFF;"&gt;"BODOH"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;enough of that, let's continue the journey, aku dgn marah nye, aku pegi beli tiket lrt, then, tup tup, salah naek train, &lt;b&gt;HAHA&lt;/b&gt;, sepatotnye ke arah universiry ah, aku pegi naek yg nak ke CM nye, &lt;b&gt;HAHA&lt;/b&gt;, then aku pon turon lah kat CM, nek train satu lagi, haha, &lt;b&gt;JGN WAT AKU MARAH!&lt;/b&gt; sume mende tak jadi!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sesampai je aku kat lrt univ, aku nek taxi, tringat plak crite budak yg kene offer ngan apek taxi bawak balik umah apek tuh, issh, meremang bulu rome aku, tapi, aku wat berani je la, kalo aku rase org tuh bawak aku ke jln lain, aku terjun je dr taxi tuh, &lt;b&gt;HAHA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;naseb baik pakcik Taxi tuh baik, fewwwwh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sampai lah aku kat UIA tak berteman, see, i can do it!!! hoho! i survive! &lt;b&gt;SCREW THEM ALL! &lt;/b&gt;errm... maybe it meant to only one person, the others, thanks for those thoughts, &lt;b&gt;HOHO!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ni baru&lt;b&gt; 1 TROUBLE&lt;/b&gt;, here comes next trouble, in the next &lt;b&gt;POST! &lt;/b&gt;oohohohoho,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TAKE A BREAK WITH KITKAT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-8177739266258346041?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/8177739266258346041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=8177739266258346041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/8177739266258346041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/8177739266258346041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2009/12/double-trouble-ep-1.html' title='DOUBLE TROUBLE : EP 1'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-8254141489034919751</id><published>2009-12-13T12:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T03:34:46.886+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JOY'/><title type='text'>DISEBABKAN DINDING HIJO..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;event nih, bru je belaku tadi, the exact 10 mins before i'm here jotting it down..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;here's the story begin :&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;situation :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; outside the house, talking to my mom, whom about to go out somewhere, and asking me to bring her a glass of water, [&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;so i did bring her that, nice huh?&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;had me looking at the new painted wall, and said :-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;me :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; i'd better be inside the house, so i won't see what's colour is on the outside, do you really wanna pick this colour?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;mom :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; nope, i prefer the inside colour to be outside, but, it's okay.. in 10 years time, there would be a lot of wedding will be held, and after that time, we'll paint it differently..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;me :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; a lot of wedding? whom's?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC66CC;"&gt;mom :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; yeah, in 10 years time, all my children will get married, the 10 years time is like, wedding years, soon, you, kakcik, Along will get married, and all the themes should be green, :D &lt;b&gt;GREAT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;me : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;me? married? in 10 years? na'ah, no way..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;dad :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; you must get married la, takkan la nak duduk ngan abah je sampai tue..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF99FF;"&gt;me :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; nnt sape nak jage abah? hehe, biar lah nuyu duduk ngan abah, hehe, jage abah, okay? ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;xxxxxx&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well, the last part is really not the main point, hehe, but i did say that, hoho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;anyway, it got me thinking,&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; 10 years time? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well, me too -- thinking that , i will get married in that period, somewhere in 5 years from now, weee..! the more i think, the more excited i'd be. hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well, let's shorten the years, 5 years time, by that time, i would be, like, 24-25, the ideal age for woman to get married, hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;somehow, the most excited thing to think is that, in 5 years time, i will fall in love with &lt;i&gt;someone&lt;/i&gt;, and the &lt;i&gt;someone&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;LOVES&lt;/b&gt; me very much, enough to marry me, and makes me the lawfully wedded wife, makes me the &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;HALAL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; for him ,and wanna spend the rest of his life with me.. owwww, so sweeet~ :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i just don't see the current guy i have ever known is the ones, it's like, i kinda feel like, i , soon will be meeting him, oh my future husband! where are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to be negatively thinking, i just can't trust men now, sorry, it's nice to imagine how it would be, to have &lt;i&gt;someone&lt;/i&gt; to love you, care about you, n will marry you , but, it just that, i never had &lt;i&gt;someone&lt;/i&gt;, who love me so much to make me feel like that,--- &lt;i&gt;oh, that's why i said the guys that i know is not the one... i see.. :P&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;someone&lt;/i&gt; who loves me very much? it sound ridiculous! do that &lt;i&gt;someone&lt;/i&gt; ever exist? &lt;b&gt;I HOPE SO!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;SOMEONE &lt;/i&gt;WHO TRULY LOVES ME?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*sorry2, i need to repeat that to make sense, haha*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;okay, now i'm blushing... ('_'~)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gtg!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;btw ... it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;SOMEONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;, not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9966;"&gt;SAMEON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-8254141489034919751?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/8254141489034919751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=8254141489034919751&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/8254141489034919751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/8254141489034919751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2009/12/disebabkan-dinding-hijo.html' title='DISEBABKAN DINDING HIJO..'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-1443717181054413829</id><published>2009-12-05T14:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T03:39:40.095+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PEOPLE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRIENDS'/><title type='text'>NAK BLOGGING LAH ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nak blogging sal gapo eh? lately aku asyik berjiwe je..&lt;b&gt; KAHKAH&lt;/b&gt;, cam shial lawaknye,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ENOUGH JIWO2 NUYU AIN!&lt;/b&gt; haha! geli aku tgk ko! ko kan &lt;b&gt;KUAT! YOU ARE A STRONG WOMAN!&lt;/b&gt; no man can bring you down! &lt;b&gt;HOH!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;ceyhhh! ayat membina la konon? BOLEEEYHHH LAAA&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well, meh nak &lt;b&gt;UPDATE &lt;/b&gt;crite2 yg aku lupe nak citer &lt;i&gt;despite &lt;/i&gt;all those&lt;b&gt; JIWO2&lt;/b&gt; thingy dan dangling in my &lt;i&gt;medulla oblongata&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;b&gt;KAHKAH&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;1st Story Mory :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ABANG AKU NAK KAWEN :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;my 2nd bro, named, Ahmad Fakrul Radzy bin Mohd Norddin, is now engaged to a nice girl namely, Mafakhira. [&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;unique name huh? trust me, it has ITS OWN meaning&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been friend with her, about a year, suggested by my bro, just to get closer to his girl, hehe, they've been dating, but, not so approved by my mom, but, &lt;b&gt;NO WORRIES&lt;/b&gt;, i approved her &lt;b&gt;RIGHT AWAY!&lt;/b&gt; she's so sweeeet, but not the kind of the one whom &lt;i&gt;sweet-just-to-bodek-her-bf's-adek&lt;/i&gt; okay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;she's pure nice girl, i can see it in her personality, like what my brother's said, she's a lil bit like me, hehe, so..i'm a nice person, &lt;b&gt;HEHE&lt;/b&gt;, we can conclude that, &lt;b&gt;SHE IS TOO.. HAHA &lt;/b&gt;[&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;boleh diterime? bollleeeeeyyy!&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The wedding will be held on 19th Dec, in Perak, at the Bride's hometown&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/SxzK-_PBQCI/AAAAAAAAAoc/cQY8bDkLpw8/s1600-h/n337371350306_7413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/SxzK-_PBQCI/AAAAAAAAAoc/cQY8bDkLpw8/s320/n337371350306_7413.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412424035667623970" style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 301px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hehe, dorunk nye trademark, &lt;i&gt;Daisy&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;i&gt; Kekwa&lt;/i&gt;, hehe, there's a story behind, hehe, interesting huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/event.php?eid=337371350306&amp;amp;ref=ts"&gt;here's the Walimatus Urus on Facebook event&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;check out senirik lah the loving engaged couple in the link.. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;2nd Story Mory :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RUMAHKU DAH DI CAT BARU! :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of coz la! kalo dah org nak kawen, lebih2 lagi org yg 1st kawen dlm family member, sure nak gempak je, hehe, well, umah plak, cat, mcm dah rupe markas &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33CC00;"&gt;PAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; dah, hehe, [&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;tau tau aje la kaler pe&lt;/span&gt;] .. hurm.. and the best part.. :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bilik aku ialah bilik pengatin!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hoho! jgn igt bilik aku yg bersepah cam haram tuh tak terpilih utk menjadi bilik pengantin! hoh! actually, my room is the ideal place to be the one and only legitimate bilik pengatin ever, it's very convenient since, my room, was a guest room before it became lawfully mine, hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with it's unique design, flexible position of the tables, beds, or table lamp, [&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;yeah, most of the rooms in the house got limited positions because of the coordinate of the windows, the bathroom, the door, &lt;/span&gt;] [&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;if you're about to be a interior designer, you know what it is,&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ermm... gambar? nnt2 lah, hehe, i will post it in the next post, whenever i feel like it, hehe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dah la! malas nak bebel.. kes blog post ni makan mase gak nak complete, &lt;b&gt;HAHA&lt;/b&gt;, tergendale schedule posting nye, &lt;b&gt;HEHE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;till then, meet ya later! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-1443717181054413829?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/1443717181054413829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=1443717181054413829&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/1443717181054413829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/1443717181054413829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2009/12/nak-blogging-lah.html' title='NAK BLOGGING LAH ;)'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/SxzK-_PBQCI/AAAAAAAAAoc/cQY8bDkLpw8/s72-c/n337371350306_7413.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-5700677994880312996</id><published>2009-12-04T01:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T03:38:46.870+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MELANCHOLY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRIENDS'/><title type='text'>RINDU DIA :((</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sape?? sape?? ADESSHH...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;TYLUNG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; la!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;isk isk, sedeyh.. T____T ntah mane ntah kucing ni membawe diri.. last time aku tgk dy, kurus sgt, demam, selsema, saket, isk isk..Time tu, aku tak layan pon dy.. &lt;b&gt;IM SO SORRY! IM AT &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;FAULT! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mane&lt;b&gt; TyLung&lt;/b&gt; sekarang? sayyang? Where are you??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then, kalo ye lah dy dah mati...dy tak mati pon kat umah, aaa! lagi sedeyh, ntah kat mane2 tercampak bangkai dy, T___T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tylung!&lt;/b&gt; I miss you! I'm so sorry for neglecting you.. i just dont mean it. Please... if you're out there somewhere.. please come back... [&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;rase cam nak nynyi lagi yg spongebob nynyi kat Gary time Gary lari umah la plak..&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tapi, mak aku cakap, &lt;b&gt;TyLung&lt;/b&gt; nih sure dah mati dah neh, mak aku tanye jiran2, tade sape pon ade nampak dy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What ever it is.. May &lt;b&gt;Allah&lt;/b&gt; be with you, &lt;b&gt;REST IN PEACE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/SxzHTav45pI/AAAAAAAAAoU/qUFkJeMOxTo/s1600-h/25-01-09_1453.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/SxzHTav45pI/AAAAAAAAAoU/qUFkJeMOxTo/s320/25-01-09_1453.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412419988604118674" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/SxzHTav45pI/AAAAAAAAAoU/qUFkJeMOxTo/s1600-h/25-01-09_1453.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/SxzHTPO1rPI/AAAAAAAAAoM/E5T-xLwX7mE/s1600-h/31-12-08_2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/SxzHTPO1rPI/AAAAAAAAAoM/E5T-xLwX7mE/s320/31-12-08_2007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412419985512705266" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/SxzHTPO1rPI/AAAAAAAAAoM/E5T-xLwX7mE/s1600-h/31-12-08_2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/SxzHS69N0OI/AAAAAAAAAoE/2EIlqhhqDhM/s1600-h/25-02-09_1925.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/SxzHS69N0OI/AAAAAAAAAoE/2EIlqhhqDhM/s320/25-02-09_1925.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412419980070080738" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/SxzHS69N0OI/AAAAAAAAAoE/2EIlqhhqDhM/s1600-h/25-02-09_1925.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/SxzHSTkeKTI/AAAAAAAAAn8/SFmMyfHa-aw/s1600-h/21-01-09_1545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/SxzHSTkeKTI/AAAAAAAAAn8/SFmMyfHa-aw/s320/21-01-09_1545.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412419969497311538" style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*eheccckk3!! Oppa Tongbang goyaaa!!*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;*cries*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-5700677994880312996?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/5700677994880312996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=5700677994880312996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/5700677994880312996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/5700677994880312996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2009/12/rindu-dia.html' title='RINDU DIA :(('/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/SxzHTav45pI/AAAAAAAAAoU/qUFkJeMOxTo/s72-c/25-01-09_1453.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-5797548073202976750</id><published>2009-12-02T03:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T03:38:46.870+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRIENDS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CRAP'/><title type='text'>BITTER HEART</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it's 3.41 a.m in the morning! i got class at 9! hehe, it's okay, i'm gonna make this real quick! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SNAP! SNAP! &lt;/span&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you remember how i tell you, how much an &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hajjah bakhil&lt;/span&gt; am i when it comes to my 200-going-on-300-movies-collection in my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 TERA MAXTOR? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah! sure you do, you think im a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kerek&lt;/span&gt; person, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hello! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;think all you want, i downloaded it all by myself, with my own efforts.. [&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;no kidding&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im not here to brag on my movies or anything.. it is something that changing about me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how much an ass of me about keeping my movies to only closed friends and families what-so-ever, the quote, "never copied my movies without my acknowledge and permission" bla bla blaa... i dont know... it's all go away when it comes to.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know whom im talking about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OH MY GOD!&lt;/span&gt; he gave me a bunch of DVDs and ask me to burn him a bunch of movies, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELLO!&lt;/span&gt; if it is someone else, i should ask &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MONEY &lt;/span&gt;from him/her! really, im serious! I once do bussiness about this burning-movies thingy, i earn more than RM100 from a person, really. [&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;well, im not that cruel, that the best price i can give, hey! she were ordering a lot of movies from me, hoh!&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now... im breaking my own rule, my own quote, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHIT!&lt;/span&gt; what is it that he ever done to me? why am i being so kind to him? when [&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;quotes munxey's&lt;/span&gt;] the person clearly got nothing to offer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so stupid, despite of that, i keep on doing it, well, i think i should finished the thing i started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ENOUGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow, just when you think my posts becoming normal again, this one might change your mind, hurm, now, all my post got the Apple stain, i need mr.Muscle to wipe it off. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;/span&gt; Laugh la! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STOP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SLEEP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-5797548073202976750?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/5797548073202976750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=5797548073202976750&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/5797548073202976750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/5797548073202976750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2009/12/bitter-heart.html' title='BITTER HEART'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-3345374167949155286</id><published>2009-12-02T03:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T03:39:40.095+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='STAR WORLD'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MUSIC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PEOPLE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRIENDS'/><title type='text'>PARACHUTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hoi! dah lame tak update, almost a month... the truth is.. too much to tell, i can't even find words for it.. [&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;alah, ckp je la malas, ngeng lah kamoo nih Nurul Ain!&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's up with the title heh? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PARACHUTE? &lt;/span&gt;am i gonna go sky diving or what? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TEEEKKKKK! WRONG!&lt;/span&gt; it just the latest &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HALWA TLINGE&lt;/span&gt; yg di syor kan oleh manusie berjiwe classic, si mektok &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Assila Amalina..&lt;/span&gt; ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song suit my current mood, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"terbang-di-awan-kinda-style" &lt;/span&gt;of song... really made me go... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la la la la~&lt;/span&gt; together with the backup singer.. oh yeah, the important part is, the singer, He's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEAN LENNON, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup! i know what you are thinking right now, he really is late &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;John Lennon's&lt;/span&gt; son.. no wonder i get all excited about the Lennon guys, hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEAN&lt;/span&gt; is a splitting image of his father, the 1st glace i got on him, i, right away got the idea of the lennon- the-beatles-son thingy.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;.. a bit slow to catch on, but, i did argue with Assila weather she said the right name.. watever lah, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ape lagi... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LAYAN&lt;/span&gt; ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Love is like an aero plane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You jump and then you pray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;The lucky ones remain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;In the clouds for days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;If life is just a stage&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Let's put on the best show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;And let everyone know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;[chorus]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Cause if I have to die tonight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;I'd rather be with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Cut the parachute before the dive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Baby don't you cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;You have to bring me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;We had some fun before we hit the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Love is like a hurricane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;You know &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's on the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;You think you can be brave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Underneath the waves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;If life is just a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Which of us is dreaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;And who will wake up screaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how they do it... how can they were so right? every single thing they jot down in the lyrics, are mostly right! i just dont get it, how can they are albe to convert a feeling -something that unseen, untouchable, cannot be full describe, into a perfect word?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm amazed. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-3345374167949155286?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/3345374167949155286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=3345374167949155286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/3345374167949155286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/3345374167949155286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2009/12/parachute.html' title='PARACHUTE'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-1922434096585620313</id><published>2009-11-08T13:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T03:34:01.577+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PISSED OFF'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PEOPLE'/><title type='text'>JUDGING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hurm, bukan nak hujahkan sal judge2 yg arif lagi bijak sana di negara Malaysia tanah air ku nih, aku nak ulaskan, tentang, &lt;b&gt;HOW PPL JUDGE US..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well, this is not a scientific fact column, or truth and fact or something like that-kind-of-blog-post, this is, as always, related to &lt;b&gt;PERSONAL..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mesti korunk pelik kan ngan aku lately, blog spot aku sume2 dah berkarat2 dah, korunk mesti tak enjoy reading right? [&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;errm..alah! berape kerat je yg reading&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well.. korunk kene lah phm, konsep and defini&lt;b&gt; BLOG&lt;/b&gt; tu senirik... this is the &lt;b&gt;FREEDOM-OF-SPEECH-ZONE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ok, enough, Let's start&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;apekah perasaan anda, apabila kawan anda melabel kan anda sebagai&lt;b&gt; &lt;i&gt;"FRIENDS-ONLY"&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well, bg aku lah, aku teraser offensive a lil bit, yeah, if we really are&lt;b&gt; FRIENDS,&lt;/b&gt; there's no &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;"ONLY"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; or anything in the next of the word, just &lt;b&gt;FRIENDS &lt;/b&gt;alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;maybe korunk tak dapat tangkap lagi, situasi disini ialah, contohnya :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Si A [&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;girl&lt;/span&gt;] and Si B [&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;boy&lt;/span&gt;] are &lt;b&gt;FRIENDS. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A pernah crush ngan si B, and seems like si B doesn't like it, so, si A setuju that they are &lt;b&gt;FRIENDS, ONLY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but then, seems like, si A je yg kawan si B, but si B, just the one who &lt;b&gt;LAYAN&lt;/b&gt; si A, hurm, hurt isn't it? why i say that so? well.. here's the hujah :-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1- Everyday, asyik2 si A je yg mule text ngan si B, well, obviously, si A mmg crush ngan si B tu, well, to know whether we are friends, or is it a crush or love or not, we have to get closer to the subject to determine right? but, si B never ever crossed his mind about her..as if, he never cares.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2- yg paling obvious, Si A neh, rajen la gak, calling2 si B, ye laah, nak borak2, well, si A neh , mmg suke calling2 org, ckp2, borak2, sharing.. hurm, [&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;that what girls do what..&lt;/span&gt;] then, what about si B? &lt;b&gt;NEVER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3- Si B neh, suke ckp lepaaas je, tak pikir dah ape perasaan si A, &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;HELLO~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; si A ni girl kot, mudah terase, but somehow, kalo si A saket hati setare mane pon, Si B, never nak&lt;b&gt; MINTAK MAAF&lt;/b&gt; or, &lt;b&gt;PUJOK&lt;/b&gt;, then, terpakselah, si A neh, pujok diri snirik, so that, their so-called &lt;b&gt;FRIENDSHIP&lt;/b&gt; neh not ruins.. how tough is si A huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4- ok, this is the &lt;b&gt;BEST&lt;/b&gt; part, Si A ni, &lt;b&gt;PAHAM&lt;/b&gt; amat2 yg si B neh, tidak menyukai dirinya seperti mana dirinya suke pade si B, So si A redha je, jika dy just a friend to si B, at least, si A got a chance to befriend with him... &lt;b&gt;BUT SOMEHOW&lt;/b&gt;, as always she reminds herself that she is just a friend to him, she clearly doesn't need, &lt;b&gt;SOMEONE ELSE TO REMIND HER, HER STATUS WITH HIM&lt;/b&gt;, and espeacially, &lt;b&gt;NOT FROM HIM..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;put yourself, in si A's shoe, [&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;doesn't matter if you a boy or a girl&lt;/span&gt;] , then, imagine, how would you feel, if the one who you befriend with, is making a line for you, a line that you will never crossed, or enter, just because, you're &lt;b&gt;JUST&lt;/b&gt; a friend to him..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FRIENDS&lt;/b&gt; don't create a line between, &lt;b&gt;FRIENDS&lt;/b&gt; dont have to be &lt;b&gt;LABELED, FRIENDS&lt;/b&gt; is what we gone through together, and &lt;b&gt;NOT ON ONE SIDE ONLY.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what is it that you know about &lt;b&gt;FRIENDS?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-1922434096585620313?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/1922434096585620313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=1922434096585620313&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/1922434096585620313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/1922434096585620313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2009/11/judging.html' title='JUDGING'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-1290837689497221509</id><published>2009-11-05T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T03:34:01.577+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MUSIC'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PEOPLE'/><title type='text'>YOUR GUARDIAN ANGEL :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A song that dedicate to me.. how sweet.. :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When I see your smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tears roll down my face I can't replace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And now that I'm strong I have figured out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;How this world turns cold and it breaks through my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I know I'll find deep inside me I can be the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will never let you fall (let you fall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll stand up with you forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll be there for you through it all (through it all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seasons are changing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And waves are crashing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And stars are falling all for us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Days grow longer and nights grow shorter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I can show you I'll be the one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will never let you fall (let you fall)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll stand up with you forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll be there for you through it all (through it all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cuz you're my, you're my, my, my true love, my whole heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please don't throw that away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cuz I'm here for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please don't walk away and &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Please tell me you'll stay woah, stay woah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Use me as you will&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pull my strings just for a thrill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I know I'll be okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Though my skies are turning gray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I will never let you fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll stand up with you forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll be there for you through it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Even if saving you sends me to heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[to fade]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-1290837689497221509?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/1290837689497221509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=1290837689497221509&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/1290837689497221509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/1290837689497221509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2009/11/your-guardian-angel.html' title='YOUR GUARDIAN ANGEL :)'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-4252196784229643404</id><published>2009-10-21T18:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T03:38:46.872+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PEOPLE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FRIENDS'/><title type='text'>LONG LOST FRIEND</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HEY! I'VE BEEN LOOKING FOR MY LONG LOST FRIEND NAMED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;RAIHANAH BT ZAMANI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by any chance you knew/know her, or have her address, or her contact number, leave me a msg, your number, and how to contact you, and i will hit you back, thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xxxxxxxxxxxxx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh! suddenly i miss her when looking at all the stuffs she gave to me, how sweet is she, and HOW SWEET AM I still keeping all those stuff? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. lost contact with her after she was send-out-of/quit the school, Maahad Muhammadi Lilbanat, [&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;yeap, did i ever tell you i'm a maahadian? haha&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how she ever got out of school, a lot of story i've heard, a lot of crap of stories these people made, and guess what, i don't believe any of those stories, i believe in her, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;nonun mido yo &lt;/span&gt;[&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;it's means&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "i believe in you"&lt;/span&gt; in korean&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, she might did all those crap that these people are talking about, but, for me, in my eyes, she's just not that girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AWFULLY GENEROUS&lt;/span&gt; to me, i always have faith in her, i am always the best to her, i miss her so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i might not know her well enough, but i dont like that i know her from someone else's mouth, people talks, people lies, even though what they were saying are true, somehow, i just need to know it from her, i wont believe it till i see it with my own eyes,hear it with my own ears, from her own mouth.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOT IT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;say what you want about her, but all i see, she's a sweet girl...she always be..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAIHANAH, if you happend to read this somewhere, or maybe you were key-in your name in the google search engine, you stumble afront of this page, please, contact me, i miss you like hell, you are the long lost friend that i ever wanted to meet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JEJAK KASEH, SET US UP! COME ON!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-4252196784229643404?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/4252196784229643404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=4252196784229643404&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/4252196784229643404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/4252196784229643404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2009/10/long-lost-friend.html' title='LONG LOST FRIEND'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-8001562811648403920</id><published>2009-10-19T01:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T03:39:40.096+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV SHOWS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JOY'/><title type='text'>THE BIG BANG THEORY S03E04</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;KAHKAHKAHKAH!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aku rase BBT season 3 episode 4 lah yg lawak gile di alam semeter!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;especially part when leanord ask Raj why indians cannot eat beef, sheldon was there too :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;Leonard :&lt;/span&gt; Why don't hindus eat beef?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;Raj :&lt;/span&gt; We believes Cows are Gods&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;Sheldon :&lt;/span&gt; [&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;object&lt;/span&gt;] Not technically, in hinduism.. &lt;i&gt;*bla bla bla bla*&lt;/i&gt; are &lt;b&gt;LIKE&lt;/b&gt; God..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#66CCCC;"&gt;Raj :&lt;/span&gt; [&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;pissed off&lt;/span&gt;] &lt;b&gt;DO NOT TELL ME ABOUT MY OWN CULTURE, SHELDON!&lt;/b&gt; The mood im in, I'll take you out, &lt;b&gt;I SWEAR TO COW!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC33;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I SWEAR TO COW!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hahahahhahaha, gile lawak berguling2 aku atas lantai, or dlm bhse internet nye..&lt;b&gt;ROFL&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;*in case you dont know, Rolling On Floor Laughing*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ok, that's it, hehe, keje korunk skunk, &lt;b&gt;DOWNLOAD LAH BBT..&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-8001562811648403920?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/8001562811648403920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=8001562811648403920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/8001562811648403920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/8001562811648403920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2009/10/big-bang-theory-s03e04.html' title='THE BIG BANG THEORY S03E04'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-1917137123500279631</id><published>2009-10-18T15:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T03:39:40.097+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PEOPLE'/><title type='text'>BABY OH! BAYI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/StrIjAe-6-I/AAAAAAAAAnk/UiCX8_YCncM/s1600-h/actually-cute-baby-snuggie-5306-1239075677-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/StrIjAe-6-I/AAAAAAAAAnk/UiCX8_YCncM/s320/actually-cute-baby-snuggie-5306-1239075677-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393844007480519650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;alkesah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kawan2 mak aku dtg nak tgk baju2 viet yg , yeah, mak aku jual tu laa..&lt;br /&gt;but then, salah sorg kawan mak aku neh, bwk baby a.k.a bayi beliau, hehe,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*it's ok, keep going*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, mak aku ajak beliau2 yg terhormat neh, makan malam, si bayi yg gemok chubby cute tuh,telah di hand-kan kepade aku, so that mak si bayi leyh join makan malam bersame tanpe gangguan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OK&lt;/span&gt;, i think i can handle this, so, aku pon dokong la budak tuh,&lt;br /&gt;so far, okay je, kes dy tak nanges, hoho, i guess the kid likes me, heh :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mak aku soh aku bwk budak tuh, duk bilik aku, bukak econ, kes budak tu panas la konon, or maybe nak tido, then, aku pon turot printah ah&lt;br /&gt;then, keadaan ok je,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; BUT&lt;/span&gt;, disaat aku letak baby tu atas katel, aku nak pegi amek tisu, lap muke dy, dy nges, aku angkat, dokong balik, tepok3 pampers dy, hehe,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bwk dy jln2 dlm bilik aku jap,[&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;eceh,bunyik cam bilik aku besar, haha&lt;/span&gt;] then, aku tgk game aku men tadi, tak menang2 lagi [&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;CS, useless BOTS, aku tade je, tak menang2, haha&lt;/span&gt;], then, aku pangku adek tuh, aku habeskan jap....MIAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, budak tuh mcm teruje je tgk CS tuh, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*BOOM!* &lt;/span&gt;aku bru teringat, CS tu &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VIOLENCE&lt;/span&gt; for kids, hahaha, mongok, then,aku tade idea, aku pon igtkan nak bukak katon kat budak tuh tgk2 tade vid, aku clear kan laptop neh aritu kes ayah aku nak pakai, yg ade, vid budak kene dera n vid ne-yo becoz of you, hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BOTH NOT SUITABLE FOR KIDS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, ape nak jadi ngan aku neh, aku wonder, cne lah time aku darjah 3 aritu, jage si yura tuh, hurrmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku kuarkan sume2 teddy bear aku, haha, kasik sume kat dy, soh dy senyap, haha, aku siap2 usap2 rambot dy, aku bru trigt lagi, gaye usap2 aku tadi tuh, mcm aku usap kucem,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; AYARRKK..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku yakinkan diri aku, aku leyh handle mende neh, aku boleh jdi mak bile2 mase je, aku &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YAKEN !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, aku sombong, tamo keluar bilik, untill mak dy snirik yg masok bilik amek dy senirik, but then, budak nih, mmg dah tak reti nak diam, nges je keje, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IT'S UNCONTROLLABLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku step down! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SURRENDER!!&lt;/span&gt; aku kuar bilik, angkot baby tu in my arms, melangkah gagah menuju mak dy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, ayah aku ckp aku tak reti jge budak, well, in my defence..:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;1- budak tuh, tak knal aku, lagipon, muke aku yg berjerawat neh scary amat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- budak tuh sejuk sgt, or uncomfortable ngan situasi bilik aku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;3- hurm..maghrib..maybe budak tuh leyh nampak byk setan2 berkelimpangan dlm bilik aku neh, ish ish ish :(&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4- or maybe, my father was right :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kahkahkahkah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I THOUGH I WAS GOOD WITH KIDS/BABIES ? HOW THE HELL I TAKE CARE OF YURA WHEN SHE WAS LITTLE EH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...it's been a loooooong time i hadn't hold a baby, hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevermind, i'll get better my self when i get &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;one&lt;/span&gt;, heeee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait, heheh ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-1917137123500279631?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/1917137123500279631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=1917137123500279631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/1917137123500279631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/1917137123500279631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2009/10/baby-oh-bayi.html' title='BABY OH! BAYI'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/StrIjAe-6-I/AAAAAAAAAnk/UiCX8_YCncM/s72-c/actually-cute-baby-snuggie-5306-1239075677-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-804944756389908711</id><published>2009-10-17T13:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T14:03:15.142+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CRAP'/><title type='text'>UPDATES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATES&lt;/span&gt; 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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;updaTes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;updatEs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;updateS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;UPDATES&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;updates&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;UpDaTeS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;UPDATES&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;updates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Updates&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;updateS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;uPdates&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upDates &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;updAtes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;updaTes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;updatEs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;updateS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;UPDATES&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;updates&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;UpDaTeS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;UPDATES&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;updates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Updates&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;updateS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;uPdates&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upDates &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;updAtes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;updaTes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;updatEs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;updateS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;UPDATES&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;updates&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;UpDaTeS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;UPDATES&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;updates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Updates&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;updateS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;uPdates&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upDates &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;updAtes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;updaTes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;updatEs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;updateS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;UPDATES&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;updates&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;UpDaTeS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;UPDATES&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;updates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Updates&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;updateS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:78%;" &gt;uPdates&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upDates &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;updAtes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;updaTes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;updatEs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;updateS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;malas nye nak &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;UPDATE&lt;/span&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/370573548957587869-804944756389908711?l=rougesweetescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/feeds/804944756389908711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=370573548957587869&amp;postID=804944756389908711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/804944756389908711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/370573548957587869/posts/default/804944756389908711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rougesweetescape.blogspot.com/2009/10/updates.html' title='UPDATES'/><author><name>Lady.Rouge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13486163472773162328</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_m6__TOHnW3I/S4-H291x3GI/AAAAAAAAAqM/H9SRruPBCkc/S220/gugu.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-370573548957587869.post-2038591610082924332</id><published>2009-10-16T04:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T03:39:40.097+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='LOVE'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JOY'/><title type='text'>CANT SLEEP HUH?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;it's 4:48&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yeah, actually i was done watching a movie, The Proposal, it's such a nice movie..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but somehow, i did ran to my room, well, i guess, i need to sleep, but, i just can't&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;all of sudden. i keep thinking, what am i doing all this time, i keep thinking about him.. &lt;b&gt;OH!&lt;/b&gt; how &lt;b&gt;FOOLISH&lt;/b&gt; am i!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there's something you should know about girls, how strong they are in your eyes, how high their egoes are, somehow n somewhere in their soul, is &lt;b&gt;WEAKNESS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;they are sensitve, emotional, and somehow..they are &lt;b&gt;CLUMSY&lt;/b&gt;, yeah, that part goes to me, actually&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i was lying on my bed just now, really not preparing to sleep, but, it got me thinking, how am i gonna stop thinking about this? this is too tiring, but somehow, everything i do, remind me of him..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that is just &lt;b&gt;SUCKS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well... i think i got myself busy enough, yeah, keep me busy, distract me with something else other than him...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;so i go for shop, but still, he came across my mind even when i look at someone who wears the same clothe as him, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then, i spend hours, cleaning my dad's office, with all those papers, files and books, &lt;b&gt;BUT STILL&lt;/b&gt;, i came across of him, when my bro tell me about his studies in Jordan, well,my bro really remind me of him, well, i dont know which part.. i can't tell myself [&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;what am i thinking, really&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;then, i really think this plan is gonna work, &lt;b&gt;SLEEP&lt;/b&gt;.... wait up, im not finish...&lt;b&gt;.FOR HOURS!&lt;/b&gt; i even woke up at 2 p.m this morning,i mean, EVENING [&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;haha, yeah, i'm THAT kinda girl&lt;/span&gt;] , &lt;b&gt;BUT SOMEHOW, THAT LIL MEAN CREATURE &lt;/b&gt;manage to get into my dreams!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;trust me, this is for real, how am i gonna run away from this?? i even dreamt of him at night.. well, mostly he is just a cellphone in my dream [&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;well, i kinda had too much texting, and somehow i manage to dream of him calling me, as it's so real, haha&lt;/span&gt;] &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;what is this about? what is this on my mind?? i can't really tell what is it? &lt;b&gt;CAN YOU?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;something just popped in my mind just now as i land my back on that soft bed..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I NEED TO MOVE ON&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yeah, that's always the answer..well, i manage to handle it very well last time, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC33CC;"&gt;[yeah, that &lt;b&gt;RUDY&lt;/b&gt; guy&lt;/span&gt;] and i'm so proud of it, coz now, i'm sure, it was just a &lt;b&gt;CRUSH&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but now, i'm not so sure what it is, coz you see, i never had such joy when i am with someone.. to tell u the truth,this is the 1st time, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i even step out from my comfort zone, ready to try something new, with him.. it's quite fun, and i loved it.. he explore me, well, not much, but he kinda lead me to it.. i explore the real me inside, when i am with him, i'll be more, open, i do something i never did , he is such evil! haha,&lt;b&gt; WHAT HAVE YOU DONE TO ME?&lt;/b&gt; hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;di
